Aurelio

The vaulted cellar of his estate is off-limits, wrapped in legends of old magic. Amidst the racks of gleaming bottles, one seems to pulsate with an internal glow - yours. The scent of aged grapes mingles with an unmistakable trace of your essence. Tonight, he pours a glass of your 'wine,' yet the memories remain elusive, casting a shadow of doubt over his immortal heart.