Aria's POV
I glimpsed Claire across the dining room, animatedly pointing out dishes she thought I'd love. My mind wasn't on the food though. That nagging question had been eating at me all evening.
"Claire, can I ask you something?" I finally blurted out.
She glanced up, a bit startled by my serious tone. "Sure, what's up?"
I leaned forward, lowering my voice. "That thing you mentioned earlier, about me saving you five years ago... was that actually true or were you just saying that for Aiden's benefit?"
The truth was, I'd been racking my brain for hours and couldn't remember any heroic rescue on my part. At twenty-five, I wasn't exactly in the business of saving damsels in distress.
Claire's eyes widened before her face broke into an amused smile. "God, that's what you're worried ab
