"Come in."
"Alora, my brother has already bought the sewing machine," Aurora said grinning.
"That's great. Let me help him," Alora said standing up.
With the help of Alora's brother, Adam, they successfully settled the sewing machine in Alora's room.
After that, Adam went back to his house leaving Alora and Aurora behind.
His glare towards Alora was still there. It was clear from his face that he didn't trust Alora.
Alora didn't mind at all. Had Maya or Sarah been in harm, she won't have trusted, anyone, around them either.
Just an overprotective feeling that works when it comes to family.
"What type of dress are you going to make? Are you going to wear a fully black dress?" Aurora asked with curiosity.
"Yes, I love black," Alora said sitting on the chair. She started the sewing machine.
"Did you cry? What happened? Did something happen while I was gone? Did something say anything to you? Did anyone trouble you?" Aurora's face was masked with concern.
