(Aurora's POV)
He'd been so cold before the wedding. Controlled, distant, transactional. I'd thought I understood what this arrangement would look like - a contract, a convenience, two people keeping a respectful distance. And now he was making breakfast and kissing me in the entryway like he'd been planning it all along.
The more deliberate he was about it, the more I suspected he was working toward something I couldn't see yet.
The elevator reached the ground floor. The doors opened.
And then, despite everything - despite the burning in my cheeks and the completely unreasonable flutter in my chest - I laughed. Just once, quietly, to myself.
I pressed my hand over my mouth and walked out into the morning.
(Author's POV)
At school, Leo was called into Mr. Zimmer's office before seco
