Aurora's POV
Inside the box was the latest Samsung model smartphone, neatly placed beside a small velvet pouch. When I opened the pouch, a delicate gold necklace shimmered inside.
But it was the small, hand-sealed envelope that made my breath hitch. I opened it to find a love letter, written in Oliver's elegant, flowing script.
"To my beautiful Aurora. You are the light I never knew I was searching for. Wear these and know that every second I am away from you is a second I am incomplete. I love you."
I smiled, a genuine warmth spreading through my chest as I tucked the letter against my heart. I stood up, feeling that slight, lingering discomfort between my thighs—a physical reminder of his size and the intensity of last night. It wasn't bad; it was a hum of pleasure that still resonated in my bones.
