Chapter 63

Aurora climbed down the stairs with tentative steps, her fingers were delicately wrapped around the banister and her eyes flickered around the room carefully.

There was nothing off about what was happening, it was a regular Saturday morning in the Rochester household. Rosa was carrying the basket of laundry, heading towards the laundry room while some of the maids were cleaning around. Her father was in his usual spot, a pair of reading glasses perched on his nose, a newspaper in one hand and a steaming cup of coffee in the other.

Miriam Rochester on the other hand was discussing with someone on the phone, pacing back and forth and making exaggerated movements with her hand. Evan was still in his room but he would be down any moment from now.

Her feet touched the last steps and she trudged towards the living room. The sense of normalcy would usually bring warmth to her chest but she knew that there was nothing normal about today. Her mother's left hand was still wr