AURORA’S POV: I wake up to the sound of rain tapping against my window. For a moment, I lie there, staring at the ceiling, hoping - praying- that yesterday was just a dream. I had to pop sleeping pills last night because I kept on seeing eyes of people I don't want to.Jon’s claim. Arc’s reaction. The impossible idea that I might be… something else.But when I sit up, the sinking feeling in my chest tells me the truth.It wasn’t a dream.I drag myself out of bed and head downstairs, dreading school, dreading everything. Ava greets me with a smile as she sets a plate of pancakes on the table. "Morning, sweetheart.""Morning," I mumble, sliding into my usual seat. Jon is already at the table, watching me. His gaze is heavy, unreadable. I don’t acknowledge him.I pretend everything is fine.I pretend I don’t feel his stare burning into the side of my face.Halfway through breakfast, he clears his throat. "Aurora-" "Nope," I interrupt, stabbing my fork into my pancake.Jon
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