Chapter 93. Figuring Out

Aurora’s POV

I sat on my bed, hugging my knees to my chest as I watched Caleb, Caroline, and—much to my surprise—Damien settle themselves in various spots around the room. Caleb perched on the edge of the bed beside me, his expression serious, while Caroline leaned against the doorframe, arms crossed, and Damien slouched casually in my desk chair. The room felt tense, as if they were all just waiting for me to snap, and if I was being honest, I was waiting for the same.

“Is this…really necessary?” I asked on a sigh, leaning back against my bed frame. “You guys should rest in your rooms, rather than be here and suffer even further because of me.”

“We’re staying,” Caleb said, his voice firm, yet soft. “All of us. We’re not suffering, Aura, we’re here to make sure that you’re safe.”

I nodded, my heart racing. “I’m so sorry for this. I just, I don’t know what’s happening, Caleb—” My voice cracked, and I grabbed his arm tightly, my fingers trembling.