Avoiding his gaze, she continued her meal, nearly spilling it due to the intense stare coming from Damien.
"Didn't you offer to feed me?" He reminded her of her earlier offer.
"I'd prefer to dine alone," she requested, feigning dissatisfaction with his presence.
"Remember, you are under lockdown. I am here to ensure there are no mistakes," he disclosed, leaving Aurora wondering about his cryptic words. Why would anyone make mistakes with just a guard stationed outside?
Just as she was about to inquire, she heard Damien command, "Enter," his voice clear and authoritative.
Following his directive, a group of elegantly dressed young women entered, each holding boxes, clothing racks, and tools, leaving Aurora utterly puzzled. Why were they here, and why did they look like costume designers?
"What's going on?" She turned to Damien with a bewildered expression.
