Back at Winslow Residence, Arwen stared at the comments and couldn't hold back a chuckle. As she laughed, Aiden looked over at her, eyeing her with suspicion.
"What are you laughing at?" he asked, and Arwen just shook her head.
"Don't blame me, okay? It was your fault —or rather, the fault of creating your account so late Now people are doubting if our marriage is even real or if I am just stirring up drama to clear my name." She scrolled further, grinning "Some people think I married an old man just to avoid embarrassment. They are all cooking up stories, trying to guess your identity."
Arwen couldn't ignore Aiden's intense gaze. Finally, she looked up from her phone, giving him an innocent look. "What?" she asked. "It's not me; it's what people are saying online. Want to see yourself."
Aiden crossed his arms, leaning back as his eyes studied her. "Is it fun?"
