The night ended as I stood in front of the restaurant, watching as her driver drove her off. With a little faded smile, I waved to her. It was like a dream which was Aurora, the one person I never thought this would happen with, just did.

I walked to my car as my phone rang. It was my mother.

"Why would she be calling me at this time?" I thought.

"Hello, Mother," I said, answering the call.

"Asher, what is this I am seeing? All these pictures...?" my mother said, her voice heavy and angry.

"What pictures are you talking about?" I asked, curiosity filling my thoughts.

"A picture...