Arwen blinked as if she didn’t understand what Aura meant when she asked her that.
"So, tell you what is what?"
However, Aura might not appear to be very close to Arwen, but she knew her well in person to understand her basics.
Smiling, she replied, "Arwen Quinn might look kind and gentle, but she holds time at the utmost value." She paused, looking into her eyes before continuing, "So, if she stayed back and waited for me, it definitely couldn’t just be to share the pleasantries between two old friends. There must be something else that she either wants to share or wants to ask."
"So ... tell me, what is it?" she repeated to asked.
Arwen didn’t speak immediately. Rather, she stared at her, and her lips slowly turned up at the corners as if she was impressed.
Nodding, she finally spoke. "Indeed, you guessed it right," she said, her voice laced with purpose. "Time is of utmost value to me, and I did stay back because I have an intent."
Aura smirked knowingly. "Of course. Go ahead. I am all ears. I am sure you must have come up with a new arrangement for our fashion brand."
Arwen shook her head. "This isn’t about Aurora," she said, her brows knitting with some seriousness.
"Not Aurora. Then what is it about?" Aura asked, folding her arms over the desk and then leaning in with interest.
Arwen paused for a second before speaking, "It’s about our high school times —the time when we were together at Cralens High."
And just as she heard her mention Cralens High, Aura stiffened a little. Her brows tugging in confusion as she repeated, "Cralens High?"
"Mhm-hn~" Arwen hummed. "We were together there, weren’t we?" When she put it as a question like that, she wasn’t seeking a confirmation. She was just putting it as a reminder. "Given we were once high school friends at one time, shouldn’t we be reminiscing about our memories from back then?"
As she said that, her gaze turned perceptive towards Aura, noting every slightest change in her expression.
Although she noticed a lot, she didn’t mention it.
She instead waited for her to speak, and just after few seconds later, Aura chuckled softly, almost dismissing the topic.
"There has never been anything worth reminiscing about those days. Haven’t you just been temporarily there?" She shrugged, continuing, "I have told you this even before."
Arwen had asked her quite a few times before. Whenever she would feel that she was missing some significant memories, she would ask. But every time, Aura would say the same.
She used to be convinced before. But now, when she knew a part of her memory was truly missing, there was no way she was going to believe it.
She stared at Aura, letting her finish.
Aura, on the other hand, didn’t think much. Although Arwen’s sudden mention of the past did stun her for a second. But then, she took it as just a general topic of conversation, thinking that maybe some curiosity prompted Arwen to ask her about it again.
"If there has been anything worth keeping a memory, we would have often mentioned it. Wouldn’t we?" she said, her tone obvious of the fact. "We didn’t really do a lot in that school. We stayed there together for some time before you got transferred to Pinnacle Grove School. And that’s all. We only made memories when we met again at the university."
"I know I didn’t tell you the truth when you asked me before, and I lied, but ..." Arwen glanced up, her gaze begging Arwen to believe her. "But I haven’t lied to you always."
Arwen shook her head, not believing her. "You are lying again, Aura. You never told me the truth."
"I did, Arwen. Believe me, I did. The first time you asked me, I did tell you the truth, but ..."
"But? But, what?"
Aura’s brows knitted. "But you fainted, listening to it," she said and that stunned Arwen for a moment.
Confusion flickered in her eyes, and her brows tugged in a frown. "I fainted?"
Aura nodded. "Yes, you fainted. Right when I tried telling you that you seem to have forgotten, you held your head, crying in pain and then you fainted." She told, still looking dreaded of that memory when Arwen fainted in front of her. "I can’t tell you, Arwen. How scared I was that day. And then later, the doctor said it’s just natural for you to forget a few things after the accident. You will get better over time."
"Get better over time?" Arwen repeated as if mocking. "Is forgetting something forever mean getting better?"
"It doesn’t, but Arwen, those memories weren’t any important. You were very young and —"
"Not important? Who gave anyone the authority to decide that for me?" Arwen asked, her tone suddenly getting all sharp.
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