Chapter 71

• Chapter 71
• The rain had stopped just before dawn, but the sky remained heavy, thick with gray clouds that seemed to hang too low over the earth. Aurora stood at her window, forehead pressed to the cold glass, watching the streets drip with last night’s storm. Her fingers clutched her father’s chain around her neck, the one she wore whenever nightmares clawed her awake.
• But this morning, it wasn’t a dream that shook her. It was the news.