AURORA’S POV

I slept with his arms wrapped around my waist. At first, I felt uncomfortable, but later I found myself enjoying the warmth while it lasted. Still, I didn’t dare turn around to face him.

I no longer understand him.

Sometimes he acts kind, and then moments later he becomes cold and arrogant.

Is he a chameleon or something? Because he is slowly driving me crazy, and I find it difficult to believe anything he says.

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The next morning, I woke up to the sound of Clark talking on the phone.

I blinked several times to clear my vision and stretched as I yawned. Sitting up in bed,...