AURORA’S POV
Inching out of the room, I looked around the dark apartment hallway. Not seeing any movement or hearing anything, I started heading towards where I assumed the door would be. The end of the hall. As I entered what was familiar, the living room, I breathed a sigh of relief.
Then I heard steady breathing. Someone was in here. I looked around frantically, thinking of what I could grab. But then I remembered that Silas had said Owen was sleeping on the couch. I crept towards the sofa, looking over the edge. Owen was fast asleep, from what I could see. His breathing told me as much, at least.
I didn’t want to wake him. Not after my…dream? I wasn’t sure how I wanted to handle the Owen situation, but I just wanted to get home and not think about anything else. Talk to Maya, wrap m
