Arwen heard his voice and turned on her heels to look behind. Her lips pressed into a thin line when she saw him standing in a lazy pose, leaning against the door frame with his arms crossed and brows arched up.
"Huh?" she asked back, and he jutted his chin down the wrapper in her hand and the box in the other.
"I asked what's wrong? You look like something is gravely wrong in there."
Arwen paused again and gazed back at the chocolate in her hand. "Oh yes," she said, flipping the box and rechecking the details on its back. "I don't know, there seems to be something different."
"Different?"
Though Aiden knew what that difference was all about, he put on a nonchalance and pretended to be totally unaware of it.
She hummed and continued, "Yes, these chocolates seem to be different. They taste different. Although the flavour difference is very subtle, since I have been having it for years, I can tell it."
