Your place

~The Next Morning~

As Theo advised, Aurora headed to Arthur’s room still in the clothes she wore the previous night. Theo already told her the suit he planted the wiretap already.

Getting to his room, she opened the door and walked in to find him dressing up.

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He turned to look at who it was, and when he saw it was her, he heaved a sigh and looked away.

“Good morning.” Aurora greeted with a faint smile, but Arthur ignored her. He kept buttoning up his shirt in front of the mirror.

Aurora moved close to him, fiddling her fingers. “About yesterday…”

“We don’t have to talk about it. I need to get to work.” He muttered, still not looking at her.

“We do need to talk about it.” She moved closer and stood in front of him. “I’m sorry, Arthur.” She uttered in a low and remorseful manner, causing him to finally look at her.

“What exactly are you sorry for? That you came home late and drunk? That you left me worried sick about you? Or that you started saying things you shouldn’t say?”