Still upset about last night's event, Leonardo had chosen to sleep in the guest bedroom rather than in the very same bedroom as Aurora. The night had not been welcoming and warm to her, her eyes failed to shut and her heart heavy. She turned her head countless times to look in the direction of the couch were Leonardo always slept, seeing it empty felt disheartening.

With every passing day, their relationship fractured and the communications between the two of them was almost non-existent. The streams of light made its way through the curtains and not even the sun shining could brighten her day, Leonardo was mad and so was...