Chapter 66

“Grace? Please, you're just watching your nails dry.”

“Fine, what do you think Aurora would like when she wakes up?”

I shrug, focusing on my tv show again. They think I know her better because I live in the same building as her but no, Aurora has changed there is a visible modification to all about her. She's defensive with her words, she's mentally floating in air most times. She used to speak openly of her feelings and impressions which I admired, we all did it made her a joy to the world but now that light that used to gleam so luminous is hazy and it hurts to see. Aurora's phone dings, I pick it up and read the screen. It's a notification from her Instagram, "Cassian Sinclair" posted something and tagged her in it. Setting her phone down, I grab my phone and quickly open my Instagram, typing in the username I saw on her lock screen.

Cassian Sinclair is verified on the app, with twenty six million followers, his @ is Mr. Sin. My jaw drops as I scan his profile,