Aurora sat there for over an hour after the conversation with her older twin brother. She could sense the sincerity in his tone-she could even see it on his face as they spoke. But he just didn't seem to get it. He didn't seem to get her.
Jeriko was always her security blanket-from children up until that point. And year by year-decade by decade and century by near-century, she could feel that security gradually retracting from her. It frightened Aurora but she still attempted to stick it out. She told herself that it was always for the sake of Mags, but in her heart of hearts, she knew that was a lie. Mags didn't need her; she was a beautiful, responsible young woman that had grown to be a great person. So, why on earth would she ever have a need for Aurora? The aunt that was the
