… recover the memories?
Aiden wanted to ask her, but he couldn't, knowing how impossible it was for her to recover those memories.
"What?" Arwen probed when he paused in the middle of his words. Her eyes searched his. "If you don't finish the question, how would I know what I have to answer?"
Aiden stared at her for a moment before he shook his head. "It's nothing," he said as his gaze flicked to the clock deliberately. "It's getting late. I should go and freshen up since you are done."
And with that, he took a step past her. However, just when he would have walked away, she held his arm, stopping him. She didn't pull him back to face her, nor did she turn to look at him. With her back still towards him, she simply gave him the answer to his unfinished question.
"I came up with this name way back when we knew each other. Why are you asking me about it now? Did you not remember how I came up with this name?"
