Aurora’s POV
Fireflies danced in the cool night air, their light flickering like stars that had descended to the earth.
I stood in awe, taking in the sight before me. A small clearing had been transformed into a magical dining area. A low wooden table, surrounded by plush cushions, was set with delicate silverware and a feast that looked straight out of a fairytale. The faint scent of wildflowers and pine lingered in the air.
“Lucien…” I whispered, unable to believe he had done all this.
He stepped closer, his warm smile illuminated by the soft glow of lanterns hanging from the branches. “Do you like it?” he asked, his voice low and tender.
I turned to face him, my heart swelling. “It’s beautiful. I don’t even know what to say.”
“Just say you’ll stay,” he replied, taking my hand and
