Aurora's POV
"Aurora." My father's voice, calling from somewhere I can't see. "Where are you? Why haven't you come home yet?"
Then my mother's voice joined in.
"Aurora, come back!"
Panic seized me as I spun around, searching desperately for them, but no matter where I looked, they were nowhere to be found.
Then Diane's arms come around me instead, warm and solid, her hand smoothing slow circles against my back. "My child. Don't cry."
I look down, and Noah is there, tugging at the hem of my shirt with both small hands, his face turned up toward mine, his eyes too big.
"Wake up, Mom." His voice wavers. "Please wake up now."
Someone keeps calling my name. It comes from everywhere at once, layered over itself, pulling at something under my ribs, dragging me up through water I didn't kn
