Get rid of the child 2

Aurora pov

As I drove towards Asher's residence, a sense of nervous anticipation gnawed at me, mingling with the determination that propelled me forward. The streets passed in a blur, the familiar route to Asher's house now fraught with uncertainty.

Finally, I arrived at his imposing residence, the sight of it sending a shiver down my spine. Taking a deep breath to steady my nerves, I stepped out of the car and made my way to the front door, each step feeling heavier than the last.

As I reached the door, I hesitated, my hand hovering over the doorbell. What would Asher say when he saw me? Would he even answer the door? I took another deep breath and pressed the bell, the sound echoing through the silence.

The door opened, and Asher stood before me, his eyes narrowing as he took in my presence. "Aurora," he said, his voice neutral. "What are you doing here? Haven't I told you I don't want to see you here?."

I swallowed hard, my heart racing. "We need to talk," I said, my voice firm.

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