plans and suspicions
Brandon entered his apartment lazily, feeling even more sluggish when he found Aurora sitting on the sofa, applying makeup with a camera mounted on a tripod in front of her, brightened by special lights. The room seemed to have transformed into a content creation space, and he certainly didn't like it.
"Do you want to stay here forever?" He asked, hands on his hips.
"Hey, Honey," Aurora replied, applying mascara. "Of course, I'll stay here forever if you're here forever too. After all, I'm your future wife..."
Brandon sighed heavily, feeling disgusted by Aurora's confidence. He chose to distance himself and headed to another room.
"Of course, she'll be here forever, but not with me. I need to ask David to prepare everything," he muttered quietly, taking his phone out of his pocket as he entered his room and locked the door.
He walked over to the bed, flopping down without taking off his black shoes, then called David.