Chapter 942: Chapter 942



“For me? What are you even talking about?”

Molly groaned in frustration, stomping her hands in the air. “Forget it. You wouldn’t understand!”

Lucas shook his head, baffled, but decided not to press her further. Instead, he followed Aurora upstairs, knocking softly on her door. “Aurora, you okay?”

Inside, Aurora sat on her bed, her phone in hand. The exam results had been released at midnight, and she’d immediately messaged those who cared about her. Among them was Rickey, her friend of many years.

But hours had passed without a reply.

Recently, their conversations had grown scarce.

She convinced herself that he was probably busy with school and didn’t have time for her trivial updates.

“I’m fine,” she replied as she turned off her phone. Her smile for Lucas was faint but sincere. “Is Molly still mad?”

“I’ll deal with her later,” Lucas said. “So is there really nothing going on with you and Dunn?”

Aurora shook her head firmly. In truth, she didn’t even think of Dunn as a friend. “We’ve only met a few times.”

“What about that handkerchief? The one Ginger ruined—was that his?” Aurora nodded.

Lucas let out a slow breath, pieces of the puzzle clicking into place. This wasn’t new; it had been brewing for a while. “Aurora, I’m not going to tell you what you already know. But Molly’s not entirely wrong. The Finch family made it clear they didn’t want anything to do with us, so there’s no point in keeping any ties with them. That said, my dad always told me the most important thing in life is to be happy. So, if this makes you happy, my dad and I will stand by you, no matter what anyone else says.”

Aurora thought of Rafael and couldn’t help but feel her mood lift. “But what about Molly?”

Lucas scratched his head, sighing. “I’ll talk to her. Don’t worry. I won’t let her say anything before you’re ready to go public.” But unbeknownst to him, it was already too late.

Molly, fueled by righteous indignation, had tracked down Dunn’s number. Now in bed, her phone screen glowing, she furiously typed out a message.

As she hit send, Lucas knocked on her door.

gαℓησν𝒆𝓁s﹒c𝗈m has it all “What do you want? Go away!” Molly snapped.

Lucas poked his head in, undeterred. “Are you sure? I was going to take you out for dessert, but if you’d rather stay mad…”

Molly bolted upright. “Wait! Don’t go!”

Grinning, Lucas stepped inside. He reached out and tweaked her nose. “Why are you so hot-headed all the time?”

“It’s your fault!” Molly grumbled.

“Fine, fine, I messed up.”

Though still annoyed, Molly knew this was as close to an apology as she’d get.

On their way to the dessert shop, she reluctantly agreed to keep Aurora’s situation under wraps.

Later that evening, they returned home, the night sky deep and quiet. Molly clutched a bag of art supplies, while Lucas carried two others. They strolled under the streetlights, licking popsicles.

“But seriously, if Aurora ends up with someone else, wouldn’t you feel bad?” Molly asked.

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