(Author's POV)
But next to Aurora sat the man from the shopping mall. The one who had refused to help her. The one with the cold grey eyes who had looked at her like she was a problem he didn't have time for.
Rosalind pulled her knees to her chest and cried harder.
(Aurora's POV)
I heard her before I saw her.
The sound cut through the low hum of conversation around me, and my hand tightened in my lap without my meaning it to. Phineas noticed. He always noticed. His hand closed over mine on the table, warm and steady.
"Do you want to go over?" he asked quietly. "I'll come with you."
I looked at Rosalind. She was hunched over herself at the Everett family table, crying in that way that made the back of my throat ache.
I sat with it for a moment.
Then I shook my head.
Victoria was t
