"What am I missing here?"
That voice halted Arwen in her tracks. Her brows tugged together and she quickly stepped sideways to confirm that she wasn’t imagining things.
And she wasn’t.
She knew it the moment she caught sight of Gianna standing there, her narrowed gaze fixed on them.
"Seems like I wasn’t imagining things, and you are actually here," Arwen said, already crossing the distance to reach her friend.
She didn’t realize how much she had missed her until she saw her standing there finally in front of her.
Gianna narrowed her gaze further. "Given I am present here, standing right in front of you, and responding to you, it should be obvious. But if you still feel unsure, let me hug you and speak closer to your ear to help you confirm it."
Without waiting for a response, Gianna closed the distance between them and embraced Arwen tightly.
"I missed you, Wenna," Gianna said, her voice coming laced with all the emotion she had bottled up during her time away.
Arwen smiled softly, her voice warm as she responded, "I missed you too, Anna."
And at that, Gianna at once pulled away, squinting her eyes at her. "Really? Then why don’t I feel it?" she teased. "Some people seem to have become more and more engrossed in their husbands, completely forgetting about their best friend stuck abroad."
Arwen’s cheeks flushed at the jab, but she quickly retorted. "Don’t blame it on him. He did nothing to take the blame. He doesn’t deserve it at all," she defended, before adding pointedly. "Because it was certain someone who claimed the trip would only last two weeks but ended up staying away for months!"
Gianna crossed her arms, her expression mocking. "Oh, so now it’s my fault, is it?"
Arwen nodded, her lips pressing into a tight smile. "Absolutely. You never told me anything about the change in your plans. You just said a few more days, a few more days which later ended up being months. And now you are blaming my innocent husband. I am definitely not letting you do that."
"You …" Gianna pointed a finger but then her lips quirked up mischievously. "Innocent husband? Heh! Is he really?" she asked sarcastically. "If that man can turn you wicked, witty talker like this, he can be anything but innocent, sweetheart. Or I must say, Devil in disguise, to be exact."
Arwen opened her mouth to defend Aiden, but no words came. Not because she had nothing to say, but because Gianna’s choice of words — ’Devil in disguise ’ —actually made her pause.
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