Aurora's POV: "Are you feeling okay, Aurora? You look tired." Aylina questions and I shake my head. What is it with people asking me if I'm sick or not? "I'm going to go get a drink." She sighs. "Do you want one?" She asks. "No. Thank you." I say back with a smile as she nods and walks away. Since I'm stood close to the door and most people are outside in the backyard, I was able to hear the bell ring. So I walked towards the door and opened it. Outside, stood a man. A tall attractive man with light brown hair and a cigarette between his lips. His olive skin and his built body. His hair sleek and pushed back. He looks about Tristan's age. He takes the last drag of his cigarette, looking to his right then throws it, stomping on it with his foot. "Hello." I catch his attention as he

