Both of them froze.
Aurora Sinclair immediately pushed him, trying to slip away to the side.
But Alvin Morgan grabbed her arm, pulling her back into his embrace and pressing her against the wall. He whispered close to her ear, "Did you hear that?"
Aurora Sinclair felt like a furnace, burning from the inside out. Her cheeks flushed crimson, and she lowered her head, remaining silent.
"It's beating for you."
"I lied last time. Saying you were mine wasn't just a convenient excuse. It was what I truly felt."
"It's okay if you can't get married. I'll wait for you, for the day you can set aside all your responsibilities and be free."
"Aurora, I'm getting in line early. Your first choice has to be me. Okay?"
His voice was like a spring breeze, flowing into her ears and straight to the bottom of her heart.
The layer of ice in her heart that walled her off from the world seemed to shatter with a CRACK.
