Bella’s P.O.V.
The field in my mind stretched endlessly under a twilight sky that shimmered like velvet soaked in stardust. Aurora stood in front of me, her majestic white form glowing against the silvery horizon, her golden eyes locked onto mine with such intensity that I felt the connection snap back into place like lightning arcing across the heavens.
It felt like home. Like the final piece of myself had just slid back into place.
"Why?" I whispered, stepping closer. My voice was shaky, filled with all the ache of these past days. "Why did you leave me? Why didn’t you come back sooner?"
Aurora lowered her head until our foreheads met, warmth buzzing through the connection that had once felt so hollow.
"I didn’t leave you, Bella. Not really. But I had to go. The moment the pain hit
