Chapter Thirty-Four
Aura’s mother came in the room, catching her in the act.
“What are you doing?” she asked.
Aura was balancing on her chair, precariously pulling off the Viko poster from her ceiling. “I’m taking it down.”
“So you are giving up. One tiny scandal and that’s it?” mother asked.
Aura frowned and pulled the poster, tearing it in a neat triangle. She crumbled it up and threw it on the floor, then tore the rest of it.
“Oh,” her mother said.
“Do you know what your perfect suitor said online?” Aura snarled and stepped off the chair. She opened up her phone and showed it to her mother. In it, Viko was talking to a reporter, looking good as usual.
“No, Miss Nightingale wasn’t on the guest list. My house is open for everyone of course, if you’re famous you can join in for the
