(Author's POV)
Martha sat down across from him. She had not slept well in weeks. Every time a car slowed down outside, she thought it was the police. Every time her phone rang with an unknown number, her stomach dropped.
Aurora had not done anything. Not yet. But the waiting was its own kind of punishment.
Leo put his phone down.
"I need to say something," he said.
She looked at him.
"What happened before - I'm not going to report it. I'm not going to bring it up again." His voice was steady, older than it had any right to be. "But you have to stop. Whatever you're planning, whatever you're thinking about doing to Aurora - it ends. Now."
"Leo-"
"I mean it." He met her eyes. "If you go after her again, I'll drop out."
Martha shot to her feet. "Don't you dare-"
"You know I will." H
