Devil's Prisoner of Love by Prefer

Chapter 503: The Prophet

Aurora walked away with her head held high, pretending as if nothing had happened. But once she reached a secluded spot, she crouched down, hugged her knees, and

began to cry.

She had believed she was strong enough to protect herself and her mother. Yet, her mother refused to let her get involved, wouldn't even speak to her about it.

Aurora felt a deep sadness. She didn't want to just take from her mother-she wanted to give back as well. But her mother shut her out completely. Even though she knew her mother was doing it for her own good, it wasn't the outcome she wanted. She wanted to face everything together with her.

The fear of that curse being real haunted her, but she didn't know what to do. Her mother wouldn't say anything, leaving Aurora powerless to figure out how to protect her.

The memory of her mother's frail shoulders burdened by so much weighed heavily on her heart.

As Aurora cried, soaked by the pouring rain, a shadow appeared overhead. A quiet figure held an umbrella above her. It was Denis Vukic. He didn't ask for an explanation, simply standing beside her, shielding her from the rain.

Raindrops slid off the umbrella, falling to the ground in a rhythmic patter. Passersby glanced at the two with curious looks.

Aurora finally stopped crying and noticed the man standing next to her. "Denis..."

"Have you cried enough?" Denis Vukic's personality was a stark contrast to Julian's. If it had been Julian, he would've pulled Aurora into his arms and comforted her.

But perhaps their relationship hadn't reached that point. Denis simply stood silently beside her, his gaze soft yet pained as he looked at the person before him.

Aurora had always been strong in front of others, but in private, she allowed herself moments of vulnerability. She didn't want anyone to see her weak side, so she chose this quiet place to let it all out.

"Yeah," Aurora sniffled, still hiccupping slightly. She wanted to stop crying, but after such a long release, it was hard to rein it in.

take a shower, change into dry clothes, and then I'll take you out to eat," Denis

cared about, but he didn't want the light in Aurora's eyes to fade as

"Alright... but Denis, since you know about the R family, can you

were so well-guarded that whoever had told Denis must have a connection to them. Maybe

for a moment before replying, "I

her exhaustion. Finally, she

truly exist. And even if it did, there had to

shower and change, but as she was about to leave, Denis

he was right, and obediently dried her hair

she ever had before. She looked at Denis

story. About ten years ago, back when Daria was still alive, she became obsessed with Tarot cards. I didn't believe

book, nel5s.com is where the

free. The next chapter is

him to take her as a student. Over time, because of Daria, I grew close to him too. One day, during a casual conversation, he mentioned the

lit up. "A prophet? Where

years. After Daria passed, our connection faded. I heard he returned to Clothville long ago.

his name?" Aurora

went by Gerry back then. But who knows

"I can give you his old number, but I'm sure it's no longer in use. He was

fine. Just give me everything you know about him, and I'll handle

But focus on your studies.

let go of her

she discovered he had sold it five years ago. No one knew where he had gone or what he was doing

time, the number didn't