Aurora's POV
"You've been watching me for three months."
I say it flat. No question mark. Just the fact sitting between us is like something with teeth.
Sebastian doesn't flinch. "Yes."
"Before dinner. Before the coffee shop. Before any of this."
"Yes."
My hands curl into fists on my thighs. I want to stand up. I want to pace. I want to put distance between us because right now the room feels too small, and he feels too close and everything I thought I knew about this second chance is crumbling under my feet.
But I stay seated. I stay still. Because if I move, he'll see how much this is shaking me, and I refuse to give him that.
"You knew who I was when you looked at me at dinner," I say. "That pause. That moment when you stopped walking. That wasn't a surprise."
"No."
"It was re
