The room fell silent.
Arwen stared into Aiden's eyes, pausing, letting the weight of his words settle in the room.
She wasn't surprised because she had long realized it. But still, somewhere his words made her breath hitch.
Aiden nodded again and repeated. "It's always been you. I have always loved you, and only you. Do you believe me?"
He asked because, deep down, he was scared that she wouldn't find it believable enough. Even if he bares his heart out for her —not because she doesn't trust him. But because he hasn't given her enough reasons to believe him yet.
He had always told her that he had always loved someone in his heart. Although it was always her, she has no memory of it. And he couldn't reveal the past to her —not when he knew what risk it could cause her.
He was selfish —too selfish. And he couldn't bear to lose her —not even when he was on the verge of getting misunderstood.
"I believe you," Arwen nodded slowly, answering him.
