“How did it happen?” I gave a glass of water to Aurora, her fingers trembled as she grabbed it and gulped it greedily. Now that she had sorted things out with me, I could feel a little relieved but anxious also. Nothing made sense. How could Augustus’s writing match the one who was sending her threats? As far as I knew, he had no connection with her or Marcus. After a little patting, her little one was asleep. After her male was fed, Aurora finally decided to talk this out.

“The day of your birthday, I overheard them.” She said avoiding my gaze. Her hold tightened over the glass as...