Past

"Say Aurora, I did something behind your back......would you hate me?" Rose fiddled with her backpack before turning to her best friend whose face glowed with perspiration dripping down as she stirred the burning wood to fuel the bonfire.

"That depends on what you have hidden." Rose pouted. It was almost threatening, how her best friend twisted words and meanings without giving the person infront of her even a bit of relief.

"A-Aurora please tell me you don't h-hate me." While the other girls were enjoying the scenic view of night beach, laughing and mingling the Cattaneo princess dragged Aurora away from the campsite. It had already been half...