Fifth Amendment

"You knew it wasn't anything serious," Robin tells his friend after two days of hospitalization. "You have nothing to worry about. Aryehn is out of danger, and the fever is under control."

Arya gets up and hugs him.

"I know, it's just that I worried. Now I feel stupid for overreacting," she says, returning to her seat next to her son.

Ayden had returned to his office; he had many matters to attend to, especially since his father had passed away. He now had complete control of the entire company, and even though he had trusted people working under him, they didn't get involved in his personal life.

If everyone knew one thing, it was that Ayden Emory was a good boss, one of the best, but he was terrible at emotional relationships with anyone around him. "An emotional paralytic," his psychiatrist diagnosed him, along with many others who knew him.

But he didn't care. It was true that he couldn't process emotions the same way others did, but as long as Arya knew it, he was fine. She knew