Chapter 244 Oh My God…

• Aurora’s P.O.V
• That morning, as we all sat around the breakfast table, the atmosphere was light, filled with the sounds of clinking utensils and casual conversation. The warm scent of coffee mingled with the aroma of freshly made pancakes, and for once, everything felt normal. Peaceful. Caleb was beside me, stealing bites from my plate when he thought I wasn’t looking, and the others were engaged in their own chatter, laughing at some inside joke. Riley, who had joined us a little late, was happily stuffing his face, seemingly lost in his own world.
• And then, out of nowhere, he turned to me, his expression as innocent as ever, and asked, “Aurora, did you spend the morning praying?”