Aria's POV
I quickly looked away, trying hard not to focus on this "detail," but knowing I was the culprit behind that mark made it impossible to ignore.
When Aiden unbuttoned his second button, I couldn't hold back anymore: "Your neck... didn't we cover that mark this morning?"
Aiden glanced down at the mark on his left neck, looking completely unbothered as he raised his eyes to mine. "I sweated, and it got smudged."
"Smudged?" I questioned skeptically.
The concealer I'd used was waterproof and sweat-proof! So was the foundation and the setting powder!
How could it have smudged?
To be honest, I didn't quite believe him.
Aiden gave me a casual glance. "Is there a problem?"
"...No, just that the makeup quality must be terrible," I muttered.
"Hmm, don't use that brand again then."
