Not bad

"How did you know that I was on that island?" She asked him.

Aiden swallowed his soup before answering her.

"Your friend, that Ryan guy came and told me. I wouldn't have known otherwise. I was in my office, I came to know just an hour ago. Or I would have come much earlier. You are not hurt, are you?" he asked her with concern.

"No, I am not hurt" she assured him.

"Drink some more. You must be hungry" he said and filled her bowl again.

"Thank you" she whispered for the soup and for rescuing her.

Aiden filed his bowl and sat beside her again.

This time, they drank slowly.

"I thought I had to wait till morning for someone to come and rescue me from there" Aria confessed.

Aiden looked at her sad expression.

He can understand what she must be feeling.

Martin didn't care about her and her mother is dead.

She is miles away from the familiarity of her hometown.

The people whom she worked with turned out to be irr