By Chance, By Fate
I tuned her out, focusing instead on the snowy landscape outside.
When we finally arrived at the hotel, I couldn’t help but let out a low whistle. The Grand Aurora wasn’t just a hotel—it was a masterpiece. Perched on a hill overlooking a sparkling fjord, its towering glass facade reflected the surrounding mountains. Golden lights glowed warmly from inside, making the entire place look like something out of a winter fairy tale.
“Only the best,” Charlotte said smugly, clearly pleased with my reaction.
The doorman greeted us with a polite smile. “Good evening. Welcome to the Grand Aurora.”