The moment Aiden heard Arwen say she knew the truth; his heart leapt with nervousness. His pupils dilated as he stared at her, unblinking.
She knows the truth.
Does that mean she remembered everything that she had once forgotten?
His hand moved almost on instinct, reaching to touch her fingers gently, needing that grounding.
When Arwen felt his touch, she turned to gaze at him, her brows slightly knitting together. Her eyes darted from his fingers that were holding hers to his face.
"You know it all?" he asked quietly, his voice carrying a tremor he rarely allowed to escape.
Arwen parted her lips and was about to speak when Selene abruptly pulled her arm, yanking her attention away.
That tug was rudely rough. Arwen's brows furrowed sharply as she glared at Selene. "Ms. Martin, you —"
