Chapter One Hundred and Twelve.

Aurora’s POV:

“I never suspected that you both were related…” Bella said for the hundredth time, with a shake of her head. She seemed shocked.

I shrugged, not bothering to explain how fucked up my life was to someone who was equally just as fucked up as I was. I quickly rose to my feet, wincing when my shoulders protested in response.

“I need to take a shower, it’s been one hectic day,” I said seriously, hoping that she would take the hint and try to leave. She didn’t.

Klaus, who also seemed uncomfortable with her presence, arched an eyebrow at her, and then turning to me, he asked; “…would you come down for dinner after that?”

I knew what he meant. He wanted me to outrightly tell Bella off but wanted us to be subtle while doing so. I stifled in a chuckle that threatened to escape my lips and replied;

“No. I’ll have dinner in bed later… or might not at all.”

If Bella understood what we were driving at, she didn’t show it as she glanced between Klaus and me continuously. She stood up.