Chapter Sixty-Three: The Marks of Betrayal
Aurora POV:
The darkness lifted slowly, replaced by the familiar surroundings of our bedroom. As my eyes fluttered open, I found myself alone in the vast expanse of the bed, their side vacant. The lingering traces of their scents were the only indications of their presence.
Disoriented, I sat up slowly, my mind still reeling from the surreal encounter with my father. My fingers grazed over the tender spots on my neck, the reality of the markings setting in. They marked me. I was truly theirs now, and they were mine.
A flurry of emotions washed over me. Their emotions. Love, protectiveness, regret. But their absence, the hollow emptiness in the room, felt like a stab. A sinking feeling started forming in the pit of my stomach. They weren't here
