For the entire night, Arwen sat beside Aiden, watching him. As the medicine worked on him, his complexion got better. The redness of his face faded, returning back to his usual skin tone.
He still looked slightly pale, but as she held his hand, she knew he was getting better.
Although she had been observing him, taking care of him —her thoughts were not just on him. It was going back to think over what Jason said before leaving.
His words didn't seem to be just a random thought. The way he looked at her —it felt like he meant something serious.
But what would it be?
He talked about him having a strong influence on Aiden. She stared at Aiden's face, and her brows furrowed at the possibility. Even she felt the same for some reason. But how could it be possible?
