Chapter 7. Message

Dang. She couldn’t deny that today was such an adventurous ride. She wants nothing but to sleep. Turning off her lights, and slumping on her soft mattress, she inhaled the scent and dug deeper into her pillow. 

“Getting too comfortable?” 

She stopped at the familiar deep voice. Slowly, she turned around to see a dark shadow from her window. 

It was Reagan. Of course, it has to be bad. No sane person would surprise her like that, appearing out of nowhere. And how did he get in here? She closed her window perfectly earlier…

“How did you-“

Reagan then came closer, putting his fingers on his lips to silence her, “I believe we have lots to talk about, Aurora.” 

With her lights now turned off, it was all dark across her room, the moon offering its light she caught her breath, afraid to breathe as Reagan in front of her was glowering. She could only catch a few traces of his face, his brown eyes contrasting the moonlight, and his clothes are