Chapter 15

• Aurora POV
• I leaned wearily against the hotel room door, my fingertips still trembling from the fight with John earlier. He always had this way of destroying the calm I worked so hard to maintain. Every argument over the past four years played out the same way. He always acted as though I was being petty.
• “Aurora, we both know you can’t live without me.” He had thrown that line at me half an hour ago before storming out. The arrogance still clung to the air.