Aurora's POV
Brian had left when I woke up.
The room and bathroom were clean. My white lace nightgown hung in the closet, but the yellow dress was nowhere to be found. As far as I knew about the possessive Alpha, that dress must be in some trash can now.
I couldn't help laughing at the thought that Brian would do such a childish thing.
But then, I thought about how he had pressed me in front of the closet and just felt overwhelmed.
I chose a nightgown from the wardrobe that could completely wrap my neck. Then, I put on a shawl and wanted to go downstairs to make a cup of hot cocoa. Hot drinks could barely comfort my confused heart now.
Miranda and Milton had come back.
They were snuggling up on the sofa and looking through the photo album. Hearing the movement, Miranda turned her he
