Aurora reaches up and claps her hand over my mouth. “Some people are really, really small-minded. They judge you for what you wear and who you’re with. Some places are like this, Simmi, and there’s nothing we’re going to be able to do to change that.” She tugs me down so we’re eye level. “For now, we need to play by their rules, all right?” I’m not pleased, but I am somewhat mollified when she grabs me by either side of my face, and presses her lips more firmly to mine than she ever has before.
