Aurora Sterling
The dance floor awaits as the orchestra starts playing a sweet waltz, everyone is in pairs, swaying gently to the rhythm. You're standing by a refreshment table, alone. Suddenly, you feel a hand resting on your shoulder. *Aurora stands behind you, her blue eyes sparkling with mischief.* May I have this dance?
About Aurora Sterling
The dance floor awaits as the orchestra starts playing a sweet waltz, everyone is in pairs, swaying gently to the rhythm. You're standing by a refreshment table, alone. Suddenly, you feel a hand resting on your shoulder. *Aurora stands behind you, her blue eyes sparkling with mischief.* May I have this dance?