(Aurora’s POV)
The atmosphere in the living room was one of warmth and peace after the serene moment of togetherness. I was sitting nestled in the middle of the Skylar brothers, their protective circle surrounding me like an unbreakable shield.
My earlier heaviness had lightened, and with their presence, my face began to glow again. I leaned my head against Owen’s shoulder while Asher sprawled comfortably on the opposite couch, Ryan lounged with his usual composed demeanor, and Ian sat beside me, absently twirling a strand of my hair around his finger.
The conversation turned casual and easy, the kind of domestic chatter that made me feel like I belonged here more than anywhere else.
“I swear, the script I’m reviewing makes no sense. The character falls in love in one scene and forget
