Chapter 91
Aurora’s POV
The night air was crisp, biting at my skin as I climbed the hill where Rowan and I always met. The stars above blinked down like silent spectators, witnesses to everything we had been through. Each step felt heavier than the last, weighed down by the thoughts that had been circling my mind since the attack. I was desperate for a reprieve from the constant anxiety, and the nagging guilt that gnawed at me from within.
When I reached the top, Rowan was already there, leaning against the trunk of a large oak tree. His posture was relaxed, but the moment he spotted me, his expression shifted, softening into that familiar look of concern that always made me feel both comforted and exposed at the same time. His dark hair fell messily over his brow, and he brushed it ba
