The first week of school had gone by so quickly, and Aurora had loved every bit of it.
Every day was filled with new faces, busy hallways, and endless talks about classes and assignments. She was even beginning to make new friends.
She spoke with the twins every evening—Isabella always gossiped about the latest drama back in Italy, while Luca always complained about Isabella and her latest boyfriend.
And of course, she still had Uncle Nikolai, Aunt Violet, and Tatiana close by. Life felt warm, full, and exciting. She was more than happy.
This evening had been no different. After her last class for the day, Aurora made her way to the library to work on an assignment. The smell of old paper and polished wood filled her nose, and the silence wrapped around her like a soft blanket.
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