Taken

Aurora POV:

As consciousness slowly returned, I found myself trapped in a fog of confusion. My head throbbed with an agonizing ache, and my vision struggled to focus on the unfamiliar surroundings that surrounded me. Panic gripped my heart, and my breaths came in short, shallow gasps.

Struggling to piece together the events that led to this bewildering situation, my mind wandered back to what should have been the most blissful day of my life—my wedding day. The memories were now tarnished, overshadowed by this sinister twist of fate.

The last thing I remembered was approaching altar hand in hand with Mr. Eyre, the sweet scent of flowers mingling with the soft murmur of excited whispers. Adorned in my beautiful wedding gown, anticipation had coursed through my veins. The love of my life stood waiting for me at the altar, his eyes reflecting a future filled with promise and happiness. But then, everything had suddenly changed.

Now, lying in this strange place, still in the wedding clo