Aurora
I stared blankly at my reflection as Delilah combed my hair. The sun was rising and the dim light filtered through my room. It's been days...
Weeks even...
Since I've stepped foot out of my room. It's just so hard. His scent still lingers in the air and so does the unknown woman's. No one has bothered asking me why I was concealing myself from the world. I'm sure they knew by now...
“You know that wasn't his lover.”
Delilah tried reasoning with me for the millionth time. I remained quite. I didn't speak. Just stared blankly at my lifeless eyes in my reflection.
They looked so different. So cold. So lifeless...
“Aurora, please just speak to me. I'm done with all the formalities. You're oblivious to everything around you. You're acting like you're the only one being affected
