Amora (The witch):
"Aurora… Aurora! Answer me," I'd been calling her name for minutes, but she didn't respond.
I could feel my heart sinking. What if something happened to her?
No! Sebastian would kill me!
"Aurora… sweetie. Can you hear me? You alright?"
When there was no further reply from her, I decided to reach out to her.
Once I got done with the chants, I picked up the shell in my hand and stepped into Aurora's past. I didn't have much idea about her pack, but the shell could help me by guiding me to her.
After making sure I was invisible, I entered the dressing room's enjoined area and ignored Aurora's crying family.
They were not my concern. Without opening the door, I easily got inside using my magic. And the vision before me punched the air out of my lungs.
Tied to the couch, half-conscious, was the younger Aurora, who was wearing nothing, while the present Aurora was sprawled on the floor in agony.
