It felt like a knif
For the past seven days, she and Eleanor had rarely left her side.
Courtney, after using up all her leave, had stayed with Aurora for five days before she had to return to work.
"Aurora, I know breaking up with Alexander must be painful for you," Eleanor said in a calm yet firm voice. "I've met plenty of artists, but few are as devoted as you. It's admirable… but you need to pull yourself together."
In Eleanor's eyes, Alexander had never been worthy of Aurora.
He hadn't even given her the basic trust she deserved.
And when she needed him the most, he turned his back on her.
Yes, the situation with Everett was something most men wouldn't be able to accept.
But Alexander choosing to leave at this moment had inflicted the worst possible damage on her.
Aurora's lifeless eyes held a trace of bitterness. Her lips parted slightly.
"I'm fine… I'll be okay…"
