(Author’s POV)
Aurora stepped out of Owen’s building with a soft smile still lingering on her lips, the warmth of his embrace and kiss tucked safely in her heart. She was about to slide into the waiting car when, out of the corner of her eye, she noticed a small, slouched figure near one of the marble pillars by the entrance.
It was the same girl from earlier, the timid one with glasses and shy eyes. But now she wasn’t rushing or nervous. She was sitting curled up on a low step, clutching her file tightly to her chest, tears streaming silently down her cheeks. Her shoulders trembled, and the way she was trying to wipe her tears away before anyone could see spoke volumes about how much she hated appearing vulnerable in public.
Aurora’s steps slowed and her heart tugged instantly. Without
