Chapter 119
Aurora’s PO.V
It
immediately dawned on me that the words I had used so casually could actually translate to such a sexual meaning if you listen to it closely. I felt my cheeks heat up from embarrassment as Caroline continued to dry my hair.
“It’s alright,” she gave me a soft pat on the head. “You didn’t know.”
“I guess I need to be careful of what I say from now on.” I sighed. “Sorry about that.”
“No need to apologize.” Caroline sighed. “By the way, when is your birthday, exactly? We never got around to discussing it with you. I just know that we’re
both underaged and I’m guessing that we have the same birth month? But what’s the date?”
I looked down at my hands on my lap, the room suddenly growing tense as I felt
0
roat closing in. “1…I don’t…know.”
Caroline’s hand stopped combing through my hair, just as the sound of the dryer died down as well. “You…don’t know your own birthday?” She asked, incredulity colouring her voice. “Aurora…?”
“I mean…it’s complicated.” I sighed, running my hands down my face and I felt the bed dip as Care came to sit in front of me.
“Hey…talk to me.” She spoke softly, placing a reassuring hand on my shoulders. “What happened?”
“I honestly…don’t know.” I shook my head. “I only know that my birthday is next month, but…I never knew the exact date. Every since I could remember, my birthday wasn’t really celebrated in the house.”
“Your parents…never celebrated your birthday?” She asked, stunned.
“My mom would sometime bring me a cupcake or something sweet, but each time, it was a different date, and when she came to my room, she never looked happy.” I shrugged, remembering those days as much as my memories allowed me. “I never asked her why she looked so sad…so distant, but every year, during June, my parents would fight a lot and my father wouldn’t return home for days, and my mother would grow distant too. So I stopped questioning them, because I didn’t want them to fight, I didn’t want my mom to be unhappy.”
Remembering those days were painful, but opening up to Caroline also gave me some semblance of peace, as if a weight has been lifted off of my shoulders. “And after Riley’s birth, mom passed away, and I forgot about my birthday completely. It wasn’t until you mentioned it now that I remembered that it falls on next month.”
“But why would your parents not want to celebrate your birthday?” I could tell Caroline was having a hard time wrapping her head around it. “What about your ID? Doesn’t it have a date?”
“The date shows 16th of June, but I highly doubt that is the real date,” I sighed. “Because they never celebrated it on the sixteenth. And… the last time I saw my father, before he left me with those men…he told me that I was the reason why their family fell apart, why my mom died.”
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