Chapter 52- Weak Man
Aurora's POV
"Stop it!" A heartfelt giggle rang out, and I squeaked in my mind, because the sound was coming from me.
"Won't your family talk about it? I'm different from you." A male voice in front of me spoke softly, the sound trickling into my ears, pleasant and familiar, but I couldn't make out his face. It was blurred, distant, and hazy.
We were somewhere in a beautiful garden, my ass seated on the ground, my fingers carding gently through the man's hair where his head rested in my lap. "I don't care," I responded, or rather, my mouth said it for me, some version of me I didn't recognise speaking through my lips.
"Neither do I," he answered, and I lowered my head to press a kiss to his forehead, my heart skipping so hard in my chest.
My eyes fluttered open
