Aiden’s POV
Lisa was in her element, grabbing dress after dress, holding them up to her reflection in the mirror, and asking for my opinion. I nodded at everything she held up, barely listening to her chatter. My thoughts were elsewhere—on Elena and London, on the way they looked so at ease together, like they’d been perfectly matched all along.
“Aiden, are you even paying attention?” Lisa’s sharp tone snapped me out of my thoughts. She stood there, holding a sleek navy-blue dress with intricate beadwork.
I sighed. “Yeah, that one looks great,” I said, my voice flat.
Lisa narrowed her eyes, her lips pursing. “You’re not even looking properly. What’s going on with you today?”
“Nothing, Lisa,” I replied, forcing a smile. “You’re overthinking. Just pick whatever makes you happy.”
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