Aurora and Cullen stepped out of the magnificent mansion, bathed in the gentle glow of moonlight and the soft radiance of the outdoor lights.
Aurora clutched her bag, the same one she had arrived with. As they strolled towards the driveway, Cullen saw someone standing in a little distance and made a sudden gesture to get Marcelo's attention.
"Marcelo," Cullen called out, his voice carrying a note of anticipation.
Aurora turned her gaze in the direction Cullen was looking and instantly recognized the man who had come to her rescue earlier.
His name is Marcelo, Aurora thought and simply knowing it brought a sense of relief and happiness.
Aurora couldn't resist stealing a few glances at Marcelo, her heart fluttering slightly when their eyes briefly connected.
She quickly averted her gaze when Marcelo returned her look, a faint blush coloring her cheeks.
