Arwen's face flushed. But before she could respond or say anything, soone coughed behind them, interrupting the mont.
"Hope, I am not interrupting sothing important sothing important," a soft voice said.
Arwen recognized it instantly. She unwrapped her arms from Aiden and stepped to the side to confirm her suspicion. Her face lit up.
"Aura," she called, letting her lips curl up in a smile.
"Arwen," The woman walked forward and pulled Arwen into a hug. "I rushed all the way here. I just hope I am not late."
Arwen shook her head. "Nope, you aren't," she said before adding, "Rather, I would say that you are just on ti. Here, et him." She gestured towards Aiden to introduce, "Aiden Winslow, my husband."
Aura's smile faltered for a fleeting second, her expression flickering with surprise —almost like sothing had caught her off guard.
Aiden.
That na echoed in her mind as her gaze slowly turned to the man beside Arwen. Her eyes narrowed subtly, as if she were searching for a long-forgotten detail.
"And Aiden," Arwen continued, oblivious to Aura's internal shift, "this is Aura, Aura Bright. She is my friend and also the business partner in our fashion brand, Aurora. She owns most of the shares, while I enjoy so incredible privileges and, of course, a modest but solid share in the profits."
Aiden offered his hand with a polite smile. "Hello, Ms. Bright. Thank you for designing our outfits."
Aura accepted the handshake, though her eyes didn't leave his face, as if trying to identify soone from his looks. "Hello, Mr. Winslow. It's nice eting you."
They both withdrew their hands.
Aiden turned to look at Arwen. "This doesn't need any alterations. We can ask them to deliver it."
Arwen gave one final glance at the suit and nodded in approval. "Alright. Go ahead and change. I will wait for you here."
With a nod and a small smile, Aiden returned to the trial room.
Arwen turned to Aura, only to find her deep in thought, staring absently into space.
"What's wrong?" Arwen asked, a bit puzzled. "Is there a problem?"
Aura snapped out of her daze. Shaking her head lightly, she offered a faint smile. "No, I was just thinking how well that suit suited him. You really knew what would work best on him."
Arwen chuckled. "I was nervous, to be honest. But I am glad it turned out so well. Thank you for helping ."
Aura gave a gentle pat on the back of Arwen's hand. "That's just one of the privileges you have earned. No matter when you ask, we will make sure your fashion needs are taken care of. It's not a favor. It's your right and your duty."
"Oh, that reminds ," Aura said, her tone slightly changing. "I heard sothing happen earlier —so cousin of yours showed up? Is everything okay?"
She had been inford about Emily's scene at the store, though she wasn't sure whether to bring it up, given Arwen's private nature about her family.
Arwen's smile faded briefly before she composed herself. "It was nothing. I handled it. You don't have to worry."
Aura nodded in quiet understanding, deciding not to press further.
Aiden erged from the trial room, fully changed.
Seeing him, Arwen turned to Aura, "We have tried the dresses and we have liked them. There are no alterations needed. You can get them delivered to my place. We will leave first."
Aura smiled, nodding before leaning in to hug Arwen again. "I am glad the outfits ca out perfectly. See you next ti. Let's celebrate after you take charge of the company. I am happy for you."
"Sure! We will celebrate it," Arwen humd before grabbing Aiden's hand, "the next ti we et." She then gave a small look to Aiden, and then they left together.
Aura stood there, watching them disappear into the distance. Her smile gradually faded. A furrow appeared on her brows, and the sa quiet confusion from earlier settled back on her face.
"How can there be such a coincidence in the world?" she murmured under her breath.
"What coincidence, ma'am?" Lara asked as she approached her from behind. She was the sa shop attendant who had assisted Arwen earlier.
Aura turned slowly, her eyes distant with thought. "eting more than one person with the sa na is common. But tell , Lara … can soone fall for the sa na twice? I an —be drawn in … entranced … not by person, but just by the na?"
Lara blinked, clearly puzzled. "I—I am not sure, ma'am."
Arwen thought for a mont before shaking her head again. "It's not possible, of course. This must be a coincidence."
After all, the Aiden that she knew back in high school was not Aiden Winslow but Aiden Lewis. How could they be the sa person?
If he had been the sa, Arwen would have introduced them, adding the history. Since she didn't, it ant they were different.
But then … that face did look a little familiar.
As she tried to think, Lara's voice interrupted her. "Ma'am!"
"Huh?" she asked, partially in a daze. But when she didn't hear a response coming imdiately, she blinked and looked at her, asking a little more seriously. "Yes, Lara, what is it?"
"Ma'am," Lara hesitated, but anyway reported. "Earlier, we got a call from Quinn Corporation. They said Mrs. Catrin Quinn wants to et you."
Aura raised her brow. "Why would she want to et ? If she needs a dress, send her our catalogue and ask her to select. You know how the process here works, Lara."
Lara nodded, "I know, ma'am. But this doesn't seem to be related to that. I think she is looking for us because of Emily Brown."
Aura paused for a mont. "Okay then. We will et her. Schedule it."
With that, she turned and walked inside to her office.
Outside, after arranging a ride for Mia, Arwen left with Aiden.
They were on their way back when getting reminded of sothing, Arwen turned to Aiden and asked, "Oh yes, I almost forgot to ask this on the call earlier. Where were you at that ti? I heard soone scream on your side."
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