It was so regular that it almost felt like a routine, like a part of him he did not want to let go of. That little routine gave Aurora a strange warmth.
Even if he could not talk much, at least it showed he was safe. Nothing bad had happened to him.
She hugged her pillow close and whispered, "At least he's alright."
With that thought, her heavy eyelids closed, and she drifted off into peaceful sleep.
A week passed quietly. Aurora's days were filled with work. She poured her energy into building her company, making sure it stood strong among competitors. Every meeting, every decision, every late-night plan was made with one goal in mind.
She wanted her software company to break into the international rankings. She wanted it to be among the top fifty in the world. Her reasons were not only about money or success.
Deep inside, she knew that time was moving forward, and the story she had been preparing for was close.
