Women Bonding

After returning home, Aurora and Abigail sat comfortably in the glass in-house flower garden, sipping their drinks—Aurora with her warm flower tea, Abigail with her strong black coffee.

The soft glow of the ambient lights illuminated the delicate petals of the flowers around them, creating a tranquil and intimate atmosphere.

Aurora had her tablet on her lap, S-pen in hand, as she brainstormed ideas for her foundation project for abandoned children. The plan was to officially launch it next year, but she wanted to finalize all the details before the year ended.

"This is such an amazing initiative, Aura," Abigail said, leaning back in her chair. "Helping abandoned children find stability? You're going to be a hero to so many kids."

Aurora smiled, her fingers gliding across the tablet screen. "I just want to make a difference. But there's so much to do—securing proper funding, legal procedures, finding trustworthy caregivers…"