#Chapter 93: Tightening The Noose

Aurora POV Oh fuck. The walls are closing in. I need to do something to distract them, get them off my trail before they barge their way into this room and snoop around and find something that will absolutely get me into deeper shit than I already am with them. This is my one shot to get Gianna and me out of this mess alive, one chance to play the pieces I’ve been given before the whole board is flipped and we’re both swept off into the dark, which means I can’t afford to let anyone derail that. Especially these damn nosey twins thinking they’ve got me pegged. I press my fingers to my temple, swaying while pretending to grow dizzy from the lack of sleep I’ve had over the past few days. I can feel Marco and Luca watching me like vultures, their eyes following every subtle move I make as they take in my performance. This needs to be convincing. “What are you doing, bella?” Marco asks. The dizziness turns into a stagger, my legs buckle and I pitch forward hard e