Just as Arwen was considering an appointment with a neurologist, she heard a knock at the door of the doctor's chamber, which was soon pushed open to reveal a nurse standing outside.
"Doctor," she greeted reverently, before giving a small polite smile to Arwen which Arwen reciprocated the same. "Dean Sir has been looking for you. If you have some time, kindly walk to his office once."
The doctor nodded politely to her. "I will go once I am done here," he said and then giving a nod of understanding, the nurse left.
Once the door closed, the doctor looked back at Arwen and said again, "You can think of getting an appointment with a neurologist, Mrs. Winslow. However, I would suggest to wait for some time and let things settle on your side for some time. Once you and your body relax, you might now see those dreams again."
Arwen understood what the doctor was trying to say. She nodded. "I understand it, doctor," she said and then she slowly stood up, pushing the chair. "I will think about it. Thank you for your help today."
With that, she grabbed her medical report file and then exited the room.
The doctor stared at her leaving before he got up himself to leave.
Outside, Arwen halted in her steps. Her thoughts spiral back to everything that the doctor has said to her.
She had no doubts that she desired to share a deep connection and past with Aiden. But was it really just a yearning desire of her heart?
Was there truly no reality to it?
Was she truly just having illusions in those dreams … weaving the plots she desperately wanted to exist in the real world?
The more she thought about it, the more she felt it couldn't be like that. It could be just her desire to have Aiden meant just for herself.
But then there was her yearning —the desire that she cannot deny.
To be the one he always treasured in his heart —not just for days, weeks or months, but for almost a decade —with love that wasn't fleeting passion, but a devotion so intense, it resembled faith.
She wanted to be that girl who kept him enchanted even when she wasn't around him.
She wanted to be the one who lived in his heart, casting out all others.
She knew that she had become that woman now. But she was greedy. She didn't just want to be his present —she wanted to be his past and future too. Sёarch* The NovelZone.fun website on Google to access chapters of novels early and in the highest quality.
As Arwen came to terms with these feelings, she thought she might deny them. But suddenly, she didn't want to.
She wanted to accept them —boldly, unapologetically
Caught up in her thoughts, she didn't realize when she started walking again —until she suddenly collided with someone.
Her brows furrowed as the report file fell from her hands to the floor.
"I am sorry," she said quickly, knowing it was her fault. Without even looking at the person she had bumped into, she bent to pick up the file —but froze when a familiar voice called her name.
"Arwen!"
She looked up in surprise, recognizing the man moments later.
"Mr. Thorne!" she greeted, giving an apologetic smile. "Sorry, I really didn't see you. I was lost in thought."
Jacob chuckled, shaking his head. "Clearly. You didn't even notice me walking straight toward you. What were you thinking about? Is there something I can help with?" he teased, pulling out his business card with mock solemnity. "You know you won't find anyone better than me in this field. And the best part —"
He leaned in, and whispered, "You don't even have to pay me. I will charge your husband."
Arwen laughed, recognizing the deliberate attempt to lighten the mood. What she wasn't sure about was whether he had noticed how lost she looked earlier.
Would he mention it to Aiden?
Not she intended to hide it … but she didn't want Aiden to worry —or worse, try to reason with her in a way that further confused her already tangled emotions.
Therefore, she decided to keep it as casual as she could.
Laughing in reaction, she said, nodding, "That sounds great." Accepting the card he offered, she added, "But right now I am neither in the need nor at the place where Mr Thorne can help. I simply came for a minor consultation with a 'doctor'."
"Oh yes," Jacob glanced around with a grin. "I nearly forgot that we are at hospital."
Arwen smiled. "Yes. So, if you don't mind me asking, what brings you here? Are you feeling unwell?" she asked, simply finding a way to switch the subject from herself.
Jacob looked at her with some meaning, but before Arwen could realise what it was, he shook his head.
"No, I am just here to meet a client," he said, pointing in a direction. "He has been admitted here and called me to discuss something."
Arwen nodded in understanding.
"And if I do feel unwell, I will go see our capable friend, Jason Clark. As much as it irks me to say this —no one is better are medicine than him. If he can't treat you himself, he will find the one who can," Jacab said, then laughed. "Why now exploit the best when we have access, right?"
Arwen very well understood what he meant.
Even if he has not voiced it out explicitly, but it was clear that he holds doubts as of why she didn't go for Jason when she had all the access to.
"Umm … Dr. Clark had helped me a lot. So, I didn't feel it was right to trouble him for such a minor thing," she said lightly, keeping it simple.
The simpler the explanation, the fewer suspicions it would raise.
And she felt a little relieved when Jacob's gaze softened, the clod of doubt clearing from his expression.
He placed a reassuring hand on her shoulder. "Arwen, you are family to us, you know, right?" he asked, his gaze searching something on her face.
Arwen stared at him, blinking a little. She hadn't realized it before, but something in Jason's touch and tine made her feel like the brother she never had but always craved in her life —one on whom she could depend upon.
She didn't know what stirred that emotion in her, but it hit her the moment she saw how dotingly he was looking at her. As if she truly was family —a sister he would cherish and protect.
She nodded, and her response brought a smile to Jason's face.
"Good that you know it," he said, adding, "Family shouldn't need formalities. When you need something, don't think you would be bothering us with small things. Just show up —we will make sure you are never disappointed. We will always be there for you, to support you."
Warmth bloomed in Arwen's heart and the hints of tears brimmed in her eyes. Nodding, she promised, "I will not hesitate the next time."
Jason nodded, moving his hand to caress her hair light but making sure it doesn't ruin it. "Good, then we will be ready to see you more often.