Chapter 51
- Chapter 51
- Late evening light faded over Florence as Aurora and Marco settled into plush chairs on the rooftop terrace. Lanterns glowed softly, casting warm pools of light across the stone floor. The city lay silent beneath them, its hidden rhythms lulled by the night.
- Marco poured them each a glass of deep red wine, the cork popping like a promise. He handed Aurora the glass first, his fingers brushing hers.