Aiden paused at her question —it caught him off guard.
Not because of hesitation, but because … something about the question felt off. Like she was having something else on her mind when she asked him.
He didn't answer immediately.
And when she turned to look at him, her gaze open and waiting, he saw it —the vulnerability behind her words. The quiet hope.
Finding her staring at him, he asked softly, as if confirming, "You want to have kids?"
Arwen gave a small, warm nod.
"Yes … I want to have one. To see what parenting feels like. I know it must be tough, but —"
Before she could explain further, Aiden stopped her with the words she didn't know she needed.
"You aren't going to be like her."
She blinked at him, slightly surprised. Although it wasn't his first time. He had read her perfectly —again. Even when she didn't say it out loud.
Her head tilted slightly as she studied him, heart thudding in her chest.
Aiden gave her a reassuring smile, then gently urged her to lie down on the bed.
Once she was settled comfortably, he slipped in beside her, pulling her close. He held her against his chest, her face resting over his heart. His arms wrapped securely around her —not too tight, but enough to make her feel safe.
They stayed that way for a while —wrapped in warmth, in quiet, in each other.
Arwen listened to his heartbeat, which strangely calmed every storm inside her.
"I fear that I might not have learnt to be a good mother since I never knew one closely. What if I do something that my child ends me resenting?"
Aiden's fingers moved in her hair, caressing her gently. "You would be a wonderful mother, Moon. You have so much love in you. So much tenderness and strength. You will give our child what you never received."
"You really think so?" she asked, her fingers curled into the fabric of his t-shirt, clutching it lightly.
Aiden noted her anxiety. "I don't think so miled before pressing a gentle kiss on her forehead. "I don't think, I know," he said, kissing the top of her head. "For my kids, no one would be a better mother than you."
Arwen's lips curled up in a smile, and she blushed.
Parenting was a big responsibility. And especially when you come from a family where you have witnessed failed parents.
Arwen didn't want to become another example. If she becomes a mother tomorrow, she wants to raise her kid with all the needed love and affection.
"Husband, you need to give our kid the priority that he or she will need," she said, suddenly looking up at him. "You can't just ignore him or her for anyone. Not even for me."
Aiden paused at her words.
"What?" she asked him when he didn't respond. "Say something. You would make him your priority, right?"
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