(Aurora's POV)
"I'm sorry," I said quietly. "The wedding. It's going to have to wait."
He put his hand on my waist. Not tightly - just there, a steady weight.
"Do you trust me?" he asked.
I turned to look at him. His expression was calm, but his eyes were focused entirely on me.
I didn't have certainty. I didn't have a plan. But I looked at him and said, "Yes."
The corner of his mouth moved slightly. He didn't say anything else.
We stayed the night. There was nowhere else to go, and the police wanted us close. Leo's single bed was narrow, barely wide enough for one person, but we didn't discuss it. We just lay down. Phineas was on his back, one arm around me, still fully dressed except for his jacket.
I don't know when I fell asleep.
Somewhere in the dark, I started crying. I didn
