(Aurora’s POV)
As the Skylar brothers disappeared up the staircase, I stood alone in the now-quiet living room. My arms remained crossed, eyes lingering on the staircase, thoughts swirling in my mind. I let out a long, silent sigh, not of exhaustion, but of reflection.
They listened to me but I knew the real storm was inside them. Years of pain didn’t dissolve in a single conversation. But today was a start.
“I’ll fix this… I’ll bring them all back to him… and to you” I whispered under my breath, as if speaking to someone unseen. Then, I straightened, wiped away the slight moisture gathering in my eyes, and turned with quiet strength.
I called out all the servants and in seconds they hurried into the living room.
"Start the preparations. We don’t have much time before Papa returns" My
