Thorne’s POV
Glancing at the time, I push through the building’s front doors. Work ended just half an hour ago, and Aurora has been staying at work late, usually with me, so maybe she hasn’t left. I’ll probably find her hunched over her desk, typing up a file or scribbling notes about one of our latest meetings.
She’ll probably have that cute, overly concentrated look on her face that she gets when she’s thinking. It’s cute and distracting.
I step off the elevator on the top floor where our offices are to find silence and empty desks. Including Aurora’s desk.
The lights are off, other than a random desk lamp and a light at the other end of the room.
“Aurora?”
Jace hadn’t sent me a message to let me know she was home, which means she either went home on her own, or he forgot. How
