Aurora’s POV:
When Klaus came back to my room that evening, I was nothing but a crying mess. I couldn’t even see him clearly or form coherent sentences due to how messed up I was.
My heart ached for my loss, and no matter how much I thought about it, I just couldn’t shake out the feeling of dread… emptiness, and loss. He’d gone too soon… too fast. Heck, I wasn’t even given the opportunity to say goodbye to him, and worst of all, I couldn’t help him.
“What is it?” He said softly, holding me close. I was sprawled on the floor so he had to sit with me there whilst hugging me.
“He’s… he’s dead!” I announced between hiccups. “I couldn’t save him, Klaus, I couldn’t!” I cried.
I felt the urge to tug at my hair. I wanted to dip my fingers into my eyes and then plug out the orbs but I couldn’
