Chapter 12

Taylor's cold and detached demeanor remained, while Stellan's typically indifferent gaze hardened, and Flynn's possessive, ruthless edge sparked. The three of them took in every familiar feature of Louis—Taylor's face, Stellan's green eyes, and the distinctive beauty mark that mirrored Flynn's. For the first time, Taylor's composure cracked as ruthlessness glinted in his eyes. Onstage, Aurora kissed Louis' eyes, his beauty mark, and finally, his forehead. Then, her gaze shifted, locking onto the three men across the room. Perhaps she had felt their fierce stare on her. She gave a calm, elegant smile but it did not reach her eyes. Somehow, it felt distant. She was nothing like the compliant, modest Aurora they remembered. Aurora noticed the annoyance written across their faces when the gala officially started. She leaned close to Louis and whispered something to him before walking in their direction. As she approached, images from the past flashed through their minds. Moments of h