It wouldn't be an understatement for Aurora to say that the last person she would have ever expected to be standing in front of her was Rowan Ravenstein, her supposedly dead father.
But gazing at Aurora's reaction—her eyes wide open, her whole form trembling as she clasped her hands together in front of her in complete disbelief—it was plenty obvious that those last words were non-existent in her mind.
The figure standing in front of her was undoubtedly a perfect replica of her father. His commanding presence that seemed to demand the attention of the space, his piercing red eyes which scrutinized Aurora with such intensity that made her feel as though the entirety of her secrets were laid bare.
Everything to the last detail.
"D-dad?" Aurora stammered, her form trembling as she gazed at the figure in front of her in complete disbelief.
