Aurora's POV
The tension in Ethan's office was suffocating as I stood before him, my heart pounding against my ribcage. His eyes, usually warm and protective, now blazed with a mixture of hurt and fury that made my skin crawl. The memory of Mason's touch, the electricity that had passed between us just moments ago, still lingered on my skin.
"What exactly is going on between you and Mason?" Ethan's voice was low, dangerous, barely containing the storm of emotions I could see brewing beneath the surface.
I squared my shoulders, determined not to be intimidated. "Nothing is 'going on,' Ethan. We were just talking."
"Talking?" He spat the word like poison. "Is that what you call it when you're pressed up against him, looking at him like he's your whole world?"
The accusation stung, partl
