Aurora stood in her bedroom, the calming sound of rain pattering against the windows as she finished applying moisturizing cream to her skin.
Her V-neck nightgown, soft and flattering, hugged her gently, especially around her growing belly.
She was ready to slip into bed when a knock echoed on her door.
"Come in," she called out softly.
The door creaked open, and Ava stepped in, her expression slightly troubled. "Sorry if I'm interrupting your rest."
Aurora shook her head, offering a small smile. "Oh no, you're not."
Ava nodded, relieved. "I just wanted to inform you... the security man told me there's a drunk woman outside the mansion. She's refusing to leave."
Aurora raised an eyebrow, curious. "A drunk woman?"
"Yes," Ava confirmed, walking toward the window. "You can see her from here."
Aurora slipped her soft slippers onto her feet and joined Ava at the window.
