CHAPTER 342

ARIA’S POV

I remember some fragments of the cause of our wedding. Now it makes sense why my family members aren't too keen on Adam and me being together, or why we didn’t have a proper grand wedding. The memories are blurry, but bits and pieces are starting to come back to me, like puzzle pieces slowly falling into place.

Adam and I had been drugged, and we ended up sleeping together. I was a virgin, and I believe because of this, Adam decided to marry me. He’s always been honorable, someone who would do the right thing, but love? I’m not so sure. He says we were on our honeymoon when I had the accident, but there’s something in his eyes, a flicker of hesitation, that makes me think he’s hiding something very important from me.

Yet, despite all this, I feel a strange sense of comfort and security with Adam. He’s always been the one to bring me solace, and I have always been in love with him, even if I didn’t know it back then. That night—whether it was out of duty or something more—br