AURORA

Slipping Away

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"I'd love to," Natasha replied, her eyes sparkling with warmth.

Later that evening, Aurora busied herself in the kitchen, preparing a meal. Natasha stood nearby, offering to help, but Aurora insisted she relax. Pietro and Wanda had also decided to join them, not wanting to leave them alone after such an emotional reunion.

The four of them gathered around the table as Aurora set out the food. "I hope you all like it," Aurora said, smiling nervously.

Wanda, sitting across from Natasha, forced a smile. "It smells wonderful, Aurora."

They began to eat, the atmosphere warm but tinged with underlying tension. Aurora and Natasha shared stories, laughed, and reminisced about the past, finding comfort in each other's presence.

Wanda watched the scene unfold with a mixture of emotions. She couldn't shake the pang of jealousy that gnawed at her. Seeing Aurora so focused on Natasha stirred feelings of abandonment and insecurity.

Pietro noticed Wanda's intense gaze and leaned over. "Why are you looking at them like that?" he asked quietly, his tone teasing but concerned.

Wanda sighed, her expression conflicted. "It's just... seeing them together. I can't help but feel like I've lost a part of Aurora. Like she's slipping away from me."

Pietro placed a comforting hand on her shoulder. "You know that's not true. Aurora still cares about you. But you have to understand what Natasha means to her."

Wanda nodded, though the hurt remained evident in her eyes. "I know. It's just hard. I thought we had something special, and now it feels different."

Pietro gave her a reassuring squeeze. "You do have something special. Give it time. Aurora will find a way to balance things, Just don't push her away."

Wanda forced a smile and nodded, trying to hide the turmoil within her.

Meanwhile, Aurora and Natasha continued their conversation, oblivious to Wanda's inner struggle. Aurora's eyes sparkled as she listened to Natasha and Natasha felt a warmth she hadn't experienced in a long time.

"Thank you for agreeing coming here," Aurora said softly. "This means so much to me."

Natasha smiled, reaching across the table to take Aurora's hand. "I'm just glad we have this chance. Whatever happens, I won't leave you again."

Aurora nodded, feeling a surge of hope. "You better..."

As the night wore on, the group finished their meal. Aurora suggested they move to the living room for some more relaxed conversation. Natasha and Aurora sat close together on the couch, their bond growing stronger with each passing moment.

Wanda, feeling the need for some air, excused herself and went outside. Pietro followed her, concerned.

"Hey, you okay?" he asked gently.

Wanda shook her head, her emotions finally spilling over. "I don't know, Pietro. I want to be happy for them, but I feel like I'm losing something important."

Pietro wrapped her in a hug. "You're not losing anything, Wanda. Aurora seems to love you, I saw how she looked at you earlier, I can tell. She's just trying to navigate her feelings. Give her time."
"Love me?No, no that's too soon, I don't think- you saw her in there, Pietro" Wanda said raising her voice a little.

Back inside, Aurora and Natasha's laughter filled the house. Natasha's laughter that Aurora hadn't heard in a long time.
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The next morning, as the first light of dawn crept into the house, Aurora quietly slipped out of bed, careful not to wake Natasha. She wanted to make a special breakfast for her. As she moved about the kitchen, preparing pancakes and fresh fruit, she hummed softly to herself, feeling an unfamiliar but welcome sense of peace.

Meanwhile, Wanda and Pietro decided to take a walk together, hoping the fresh air would help clear their minds.

"You think Aurora will figure things out?" Pietro asked, glancing at his sister.

Wanda sighed, kicking a small pebble along the path. "I hope so. I just don't want to be left behind."

Pietro gave her a sympathetic look. "She's not leaving you behind, Wanda. She's just... readjusting. We all are."

Back at the house, Aurora finished preparing breakfast and gently woke Natasha with a soft kiss on the forehead. "Good morning, Принцесса" (Princess)she whispered. "I made breakfast."

Natasha stretched and smiled, her eyes lighting up at the sight of the tray filled with pancakes, fruit, and freshly squeezed orange juice. "This looks amazing, Aurora. Thank you."

They enjoyed their meal together, the bond between them growing stronger with each passing moment. As they finished eating, Aurora's thoughts drifted to Yelena. She knew their relationship had been strained, but she wanted to surprise her by bringing Natasha back into her life.

"I think I need to find your sister," Aurora said suddenly, looking at Natasha.

Natasha's expression turned serious."My sister is alive?". Aurora chuckled but turned serious when she understood that Natasha wasn't joking. "What do you mean, you told me she was." Natasha shook her head slowly. "Yeah, you're right,I'm sorry, I'm just still adjusting."

Aurora nodded. "I know... Yelena even after what she did... She deserves to know you're back."

Later that day, Aurora started making plans to find Yelena. She knew it wouldn't be easy, but she was determined to reunite the sisters. As she made calls and gathered information, Wanda returned from her walk, her mood still clouded by the morning's conversation with Pietro.

Seeing Aurora so engrossed in her task, Wanda felt a fresh wave of frustration and jealousy. "What are you doing?" she asked, her tone sharper than she intended.

Aurora looked up, surprised by Wanda's tone. "I'm trying to find Yelena. I think it would mean a lot to her and Natasha now that's she's back."

Wanda crossed her arms, her eyes narrowing. "So now it's all about Natasha? What about us, Aurora? What about what we've been through together?"

Aurora's expression softened, but there was a hint of firmness in her voice. "Wanda, I care about you deeply. But Natasha is a part of my life that I thought I'd lost forever. I need to do this."

Wanda's eyes filled with hurt. "It feels like you're slipping away from me, Aurora. Like I don't matter as much anymore."

Aurora stepped closer, reaching out to take Wanda's hand. "You matter to me, Wanda. You always will. But I need you to understand that this is something I have to do. For Natasha. For Yelena. And for myself."

Wanda pulled her hand away, tears brimming in her eyes. "I just don't want to lose you."

Aurora sighed, feeling the weight of the situation pressing down on her. "You won't lose me, Wanda. I promise. But right now, I need your support, not your resentment."

Wanda turned away, struggling to keep her emotions in check. "I need some time to think."

As Wanda walked away, Aurora watched her go, a pang of sadness in her chest.

Meanwhile, Natasha approached Aurora, sensing the tension. "Is everything okay?"

Aurora nodded, forcing a smile. "Yeah, it will be. I just need some time."

Natasha wrapped an arm around her, offering silent support. "I'm here, detka."
Aurora took a deep breath, leaning into Natasha's embrace.