Aurora’s POV
“Break a curse?” I asked carefully.
“To be more precise, it is my curse,” he said without any emotions in his voice.
“And you think that might be me?” I questioned, suddenly feeling something I couldn’t quite put my finger on. Nervous? Anxious? Maybe even thrilled over the fact that soon, something might be different than it used to be, but I couldn’t be sure.
“No, I thought, well… I don’t really know what I thought, but I do know that it isn’t you.”
“Then how do you explain it? The burn? The pain?”
“I don’t know, but as I already told you, it can’t possibly be you,” he said, shaking his head.
“And how can you be so sure?”
“Because this happened 165 years ago and-“
“And what?” I asked, getting annoyed.
He was evading every question I had, either giving me half
