Aurora's POV
The silence between us stretched out, but it didn't feel heavy like it did at the club. It was steady and strangely comforting.
"I went too far tonight," he said finally.
The words were quiet and rough, as if he had to force them out. My breath caught. I had spent so much time thinking he was just a cold monster with no feelings; this didn't fit my image of him at all.
"You didn't seem to think so then," I whispered. My voice sounded thin and shaky.
"I did," he replied. I could hear the frown in his voice. "That's why I stopped them."
I swallowed hard and pulled the blanket tighter. I didn't know how to feel. It was easy to hate a man who was purely evil, but it was much harder to hate someone who showed kindness when he wasn't supposed to.
"Are you in pain?" he asked. His voice was softer now, full of a quiet kind of care.
"A little," I admitted. The truth slipped out before I could stop it.
