Attacked

Aurora’s pov

Memories of last night played in my head. His words, his confession, and his rejection—all of it came crashing down on me, and I didn’t know how to take it. A part of me was happy that our feelings were mutual, but another part of me felt terrible. Despite his feelings for me, he didn’t want us to be together. Instead, he was sending me away. My heart tightened in my chest, and I felt like tearing up, but I held myself back and left the bed.

After showering and dressing up, I decided to go downstairs for breakfast. Reaching the table, I found Frederick already seated. He was dressed in casual black jeans and a black T-shirt with two buttons left open. He looked so hot that I couldn’t help but fix my gaze on him.

“Good morning,” I greeted, and he responded with a nod, glancing at me for a moment before returning to his food. My heart clenched, but I composed my emotions and poured myself a cup of coffee. I forced the food down my throat as we ate silently. I would constant