Chapter Ninety-Three

CAELUM

Aurora returned an hour ago, and I've kept a close eye on her since then. She's absent, sitting opposite me while customizing a piece of lingerie. She's gotten a lot of orders lately and they've mostly piled up but I see how enthusiastic and precise she is with her work. She loved it, she loves making these and I wish she had all the right equipment and labor to help her achieve her goal faster and without much struggle. She needs her own space, I can definitely see it, her brand could grow, it could be big she just needs a bigger platform. One that she will get when her lingerie wins number one at that competition she signed up for.

“Fuck.” she softly utters when the needle she's using to thread pricks into her thumb. She instantly brings the thumb to her mouth and sucks on it, her gaze meeting mine. “What?” she murmurs around it.

“You were using the needle like a weapon, safe to say you wanted to hurt yourself.” I tell her, to which she rolls her eyes. “Come on,” I pat my thi