A Badluck

The next morning, Aurora woke up with puffy eyes. While the rest of the family gathered in the dining room to have breakfast, she stayed cooked up in her bedroom. But thanks to Abigail who persuaded her that she needed some air, she finally agreed to go downstairs.

"But I'm not hungry," Aurora stated weakly as she descended the stairs. "It's fine if you are not hungry, just staying amongst others will help your mental state. You didn't even catch enough sleep last night," Abigail said, guiding her with their arms linked.

Soon, Aurora arrived at the dining room. She greeted Stella and Stephanie, but as her gaze landed on the empty head table where her father used to sit, she whimpered, palming her mouth shut immediately.

A deep sigh escaped Abigail's lips as she escorted Aurora to her chair, before sitting beside her. "It's fine," she whispered, rubbing her back in a slow circular motion.