(Aurora's POV)
I exhaled and turned back to the curtains.
I went through the rest of the store at my own pace. Bedding - a white duvet set, high thread count, something that felt like it would actually wash well. A set of plates and bowls in a simple cream glaze. Two mugs, plain, no patterns. A wool rug for the living room in a warm grey. A few throw pillows, because the couch had none and it looked like no one had ever sat on it for pleasure.
I arranged delivery for everything and was heading toward the curtain samples when I nearly walked directly into someone coming around the corner of a display shelf.
It took me a second. Then I recognized her.
Joyce Langford.
I never expected to see her again. To this day, I still don't quite understand why she tried to obstruct Leo's admission
