Of course, that was the first thought that struck Arwen as well.
Not just once but multiple times, she had noticed the uncanny familiarity between Aiden and the boy she saw in her dream.
At times, they looked so similar that she almost believed they weren't different at all —but the same person.
But then …
How could it be Aiden?
It can't be him.
She had asked him before if they knew each other in the past.
But every single time, he had told her they didn't.
And if they didn't, then he definitely couldn't be that boy.
Maybe … Maybe it really was just a dream.
Arwen exhaled softly, shaking her head. "It can't be him," she murmured after a brief silence.
Gianna, who had been lost in thought, hummed before nodding. "Yes, he couldn't be. After all, you said that boy behaved humanly when, since young, my uncle has been known as the 'Hades —the God of the Underworld.' The nature of doting-ness would still be otherworldly for him."
She scoffed slightly, then added with amusement, "I agree —it can't be him."
A memory suddenly surfaced in her mind, making her chuckle.
"You know," she began, "I still remember this one time when a relative's five-year-old daughter visited the old house for a family event. Since it was something important, even my uncle was there."
She shook her head, smiling as she recalled a scene.
"That kid was completely charmed by my uncle's handsome face. She ran up to him and sweetly asked him to carry her just once."
Arwen raised an eyebrow. "And?"
Gianna smirked. "And he not only flat out refused, but he also scared her so badly that she ran away crying."
Arwen blinked, taken aback. "Seriously?" She couldn't help but imagine that moment. He couldn't have made it so serious with a kid, could he?
Gianna nodded with a laugh. "Yes! And you know the funniest part? Later, my grandfather tried to scold him for making the poor girl cry. But you know what he said?"
Arwen felt curious. "What?" she asked.
Gianna dramatically deepened her voice, mimicking Aiden's cold demeanor. "I don't carry people unless I intend to keep them."
Arwen was taken aback.
At that moment, suddenly, it flashed back:
I won't click pictures with a girl unless … she is the only one I have to take pictures with … for life.
Although those weren't the exact words from the dream, the intention behind it was very similar…
As if spoken by the same person at two different ages.
"How can that be possible?" Arwen muttered under her breath.
Her disbelief was totally for something else when she was muttering that, but Gianna thought that Arwen couldn't believe it. Hence, holding her hand up as if taking an oath, she said, "I swear! And the poor kid? She was so terrified that she clung to her mother and refused to come anywhere near him for the rest of the night."
Arwen stared at Gianna for a moment, unable to react.
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