Stephanie's Take
Stephanie exhaled deeply, her tone heavy with seriousness. "What your father shared with me shook me to my core."
Aurora's brows furrowed with impatience. "What was it?"
Stephanie hesitated, leaning slightly forward as though deliberating whether to speak. Finally, she sighed again and shook her head. "This is sensitive information. We will discuss it later. For now, let's focus on the wine."
Though disappointed, Aurora understood that whatever her aunt wanted to reveal was too significant to be rushed. She nodded, rising to her feet to lead Stephanie toward the kitchen. She motioned for Stephanie to sit at the island and instructed one of the chefs to bring out the wine.
Two wine glasses were placed in front of them, and a chef poured the freshly crafted batch.