The blush crept up to Arwen's cheeks. But this time she didn't shy away. Instead, emboldened, she said, "Yes, of course, I do. My husband has handsome looks and he cares for me like no other. How can I not love him?"
Although those words sounded as natural as it was, still Arwen felt soft flutters in her stomach —flutters of nervousness for finally accepting the feeling she had been consistently denying.
Not because she didn't want to accept them, but because she was scared to accept them so soon.
When it came to Aiden, everything related to him happened so fast in her life, that she couldn't bring herself to believe it —everything felt so surreal, be it her changing life or her changing emotions.
But then she realized no matter how she denied it, in the end, it wouldn't change a thing. It won't change the fact that she had long fallen for him. If asked when, she wouldn't be able to tell, because her feelings changed so naturally that she never realized.
