Aurora Gold walked into the grand halls of the Gold mansion, the sound of her heels echoing faintly against the polished marble floor.
She had just returned from an evening with friends, the laughter they had shared still clinging to her lips. They had decided to go out before the new school year started and she had loved every minute of it.
Now In her room, she took her bath and slipped into something more comfortable and stepped out of her walk in closet, her hair brushing down against her shoulders.
Then a knock came at the door.
“Come in,” she called.
The door opened, and Elena entered. Her mother’s smile was warm, but her eyes carried something heavier. She looked sad.
“Mom,” Aurora said softly, her own face lighting up.
“Aurora, dear,” Elena said as she walked further inside,
