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Aurora and Ambrose were enjoying their evening when Marcus arrived with a maid. She served her master's glasses of fresh blood before she was dismissed by Marcus.

Aurora smiled at him and extended her hand in his way. "Come join us, Marcus."

Marcus was not expecting that, but Aurora's invitation brought a smile to his face. He was about to accept her hand when Ambrose threw a warning glare at Aurora.

"Aurora!"

Marcus's hand stopped midway as he turned his head in Ambrose's direction. His smile faltered.

"Ambrose, please! There is no one else. Darius is not home, Ambrose."

"It doesn't mean you can invite him to sit beside you. Things should be as they always have been." Ambrose's stern tone wiped Marcus's smile completely.

His hand clenched into a fist before he pulled it back to hide behind his back. Aurora's face washed over with sadness.

"I miss him, Ambrose!" She whispered with moistened eyes.