Aurora tiptoed down the stairs, knowing that was stupid, but she just couldn’t help herself. Lorenzo and Sofia weren’t merely asleep, they wouldn’t wake up due to any noise, but for some reason, she felt it was safter to be as quiet as possible.
Following Sandra and Matteo, they made their way over to the little area next to the kitchenette, that was filled with couches and armchairs, and there they were, sitting next to each other, Sofia’s head on Lorenzo’s shoulder, their fingers intertwined as they were peacefully sleeping. Sofia’s book had fallen onto the ground, a romance novel similar to the one Aurora had been reading right now, complete with the bare chested, strong male on the cover, holding the small, dainty female gazing up to him lovingly.
Lorenzo had been reading one of the
