Finally!

Aurora bowed, relief washing over her as she headed to Giselle's place. She'd had enough chaos for one year. All she wanted now was a peaceful rest, with these two troublemakers locked safely in a room. As Victor's car passed by, Dante Blackwood, who had enjoyed the entire scene from the backseat, finally caught a glimpse of the trio under the streetlight. He smirked softly, amused by Aurora's struggle to wrangle the drunken pair.

"Finally!," Aurora sighed with relief. She managed to get the girls to bed. It was already 10 p.m. She called her mom to let her know they'd be spending the night at Giselle's. As she sipped some water, she remembered her camera. Stopping the recording, she set it aside and began cleaning the place, making sure Giselle's parents wouldn't have a heart attack when they saw the mess. After tidying up, she finally collapsed into bed.

---------------------------------------------------

"Giselle! Ivy! Aurora! Time for breakfast!" Giselle's parents were back, and Monday had arrived. The three girls rushed to get ready, pretending like the wild night hadn't happened, before running off to their homes after breakfast.

In no time, all three were caught up in the usual hustle. There was no time to discuss the chaos of New Year's Day. Ivy and Giselle, still blissfully unaware of the events, went about their business as if nothing had happened. But Aurora, her mind still reeling from the night's madness, kept everything to herself. She couldn't help but wonder how the girls would react once they learned the truth.