Arwen watched as Aiden got dressed for the day and asked, "Your wound isn’t hurting you anymore, right?"
Aiden met her gaze through the mirror and shook his head. "It’s better. As you asked, I have made sure it hasn’t gotten wet," he said, then turned towards her, asking, "Is there something else you want to ask?"
Arwen’s eyes flashed. How did he do that—read her so easily every time? Yes, she had something to ask him. Although she was becoming more comfortable around him, it still felt too sudden to request things from him freely. Yet, with no other choice, she nodded. "Yes, there is something I need your help with."
Aiden didn’t press further but she could tell he was waiting for her to continue.
"I want to ask if I could borrow your lawyer. I need a small help regarding something," she said, adding, "I would have reached out to my family’s lawyers, but my parents are out on a business trip, I don’t want them to worry, so I think that option is off the table. If it’s not too much of trouble for you …"
"Emyr will come to pick you up for it this afternoon. Be ready," he said simply. And Arwen nodded, feeling a sense of relief in her heart. He suddenly seemed like the answer to her all prayers suddenly, the perfect example of the man she had always hoped to end with.
Could it be that her stars had granted her Aiden as compensation for all she had suffered? That thought seemed to fantastical to be real. Arwen laughed at herself, and right then, Aiden’s voice interrupted her thoughts. "If there is nothing else, shall we head down for breakfast?
***
Meanwhile, back in the Cralens Care Hospital, Delyth’s eyelashes fluttered as anaesthesia began to wear off. But the moment her eyes opened, terror-filled them, and she screamed, "No! no! let me go! Don’t hurt me!"
Ryan, who had dozed off in the chair beside her bed, jolted awake at her cries. He rushed to her side and took her hands. "Del, it’s okay. You are safe. Take a deep breath. Everything is going to be fine."
When Delyth saw Ryan, she calmed down a little, but clutched his hands tightly, shaking her head. "Ryan, they are after me. They said they wanted to hurt me. Please believe me. They said that they wanted to hurt me and make everything real. I don’t know who are they—please … please save me."
"Who are you talking about, Del?" Ryan frowned, concern written all over his face. "Did someone come to you? Did you seen them?"
Delyth shook her head as tears streamed down her face. "No, I couldn’t see them. They had put off the lights, covered my face, and had dragged me out. I didn’t know them. They were so cruel, Ryan. They pushed me down the stairs, saying I deserved it for offending someone I shouldn’t have.
I — It must be Arwen. It must have been Arwen. She must have sent people after me. She must be looking for revenge."
"Del, Arwen wouldn’t do anything like that" Ryan frowned, trying to calm her down.
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