Hayden didn’t even allow Susan inside his room; he coldly locked the door, ignoring Susan as she pounded and howled outside, “Hayden, I’m about to be your fiancee, how can you treat me this way!”
Her kicking and punching bore no trace of the graceful lady she usually portrayed in public, but Hayden knew this was her true self. Everyone was deceived by her; she was a woman of deep schemes, and Hayden paid no heed to her tantrums. Over these three years, whenever he interacted with any woman, Susan would create a scene out of nothing upon her return.
Hayden was tired; he knew she suffered from insecurity, as she had used manipulative tactics to win him over in the first place. Thus, she feared other women might snatch him away using the same methods. Hayden wondered if she ever felt tired because he certainly was.
This wasn’t the first time such an incident had occurred; even their housekeeper was used to it and let her carry on alone. Hayden lay in bed, enlarging a photo, the woman’s face almost completely obscured by her hair. Who had he offended? As Hayden pondered, he noticed a mole peeking through the hair, located near the corner of the left eye. Immediately, he thought of Aurora!
There was a mole near Aurora’s left eye, often said to be a tear mole, which he found quite attractive. Thinking back, he recalled the glimpse of a woman in a white dress in the mirror-could it indeed be Aurora returning?
If it was her, not many knew his habits well enough to get a room card and execute everything so silently. Although it was just a guess, Hayden was genuinely happy if Aurora had returned. Having not seen her for three years, he didn’t know what she had become or if she still was the crybaby of the past.
He clicked into Aurora’s profile again; her account’s updates had stopped three years ago. She had posted a picture of a stormy night with the caption: “This night, I will never forget!” He had sent her numerous messages that night, hoping she would listen to his explanation. But no matter how he tried-calling, texting, using all possible means to reach her-she eventually blocked him. It was as if all had sunk into the sea, perhaps from that day on, she never logged into this account again.
Despite knowing she might never log in again, he still couldn’t help sending her private messages every now and then. He typed a few words on his phone, “Aurora, have you come back?”
If it really was Aurora behind this, he didn’t blame her; it was what he and Susan owed her, and he had always wanted to atone. The pain she endured back then far exceeded what he bore now; he had no right to complain.
Under her blankets, Aurora saw a new message appear. She had set permissions for her account so that even if she read the messages, it would appear unread to the sender. She did this to create the illusion that she had abandoned the account while keeping tabs on the traitorous couple.
If she were to seek revenge, she needed to know her enemies well. Every private message Hayden sent, she read, mostly filled with his confessions. She also learned the truth about that night; Susan had drugged Hayden, leading him to mistake Susan for her and do those things.
What was done was done, and time couldn’t be reversed, but Hayden’s words reminded Aurora of someone else. Julian had also been drugged that night, but he tried to vomit it out in the restroom. They faced the same situation, yet there were two outcomes; ultimately, it was Hayden’s lack of resolve.