"Aww so sweet. Then why didn't you do it? I would have got a chance to kick your ass until you regretted it."

Finn rolled his eyes, "Do you think I'll have a death wish? Who wants to marry a feisty woman? I want a sweet little wife but not a little demon who will drink my blood."

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Aria's lips twitched but, "Oh please, you think your blood is tasty enough for me... Eww, it sounds so weird."

Finn chuckled seeing her imagine blood taste and puckering her face.

He stood up and pulled her off the couch, "That's enough, now show me your pictures. Let me laugh at you as you had done."

Aria chuckled following him to Oliver's room. Once Aria, Harold, and Finn's father had teased Finn to no end checking his childhood pictures.

Instead of laughing at her pictures, Finn was adoring the chubby little girl.

"Who is this little one? I am liking her."

Finn had a reason to check her pictures. He wanted her to forget about Oliver's that one mistake by remembering all her childhood and Oliver's pictures.

And as he expected, Aria had a beautiful smile as she pointed to many pictures and narrated many stories to Finn.

"... My dad was so sweet you know. Even if he knew I was faking a cry just for his attention, he still used to tend to me wholeheartedly."

Aria chuckled to herself looking at a picture where Aria was laughing and Oliver had a broad smile tickling her.

Finn smiled and took all the albums to keep them back. He climbed on a stool and was keeping them in but he pulled out a large old trunk.

"What is this? There is another one inside."

Aria shook her head, "I didn't get the key for unlocking them and I don't have the heart to break it. So I have never checked."

"Do you want me to open it? I can give it a try."

Aria nodded and helped him with both trunks. Leaving them on the floor, Finn stormed Oliver's room and found a pin which he tried to unlock.

"You are a thief. You can break the lock so easily. How many times have you robbed places?"

Fin bobbed her head seeing her chuckle. Both opened it to see a wedding gown. Aria didn't have an inkling that Oliver had treasured Emily's wedding gown. Even though it was old style, it was very beautiful.

She took it out and noticed there was Oliver's wedding suit too.

Finn let her check out and opened another box to see Emily's few things. "Your mother's things are here. Her wedding jewelry is also here. Look."

Aria laid the gown on the bed and sat next to Finn checking the other box. It had Emily's wedding jewelry, many of her books, diaries, and photo albums which caught their attention.

Finn opened it to see infant Aria's picture. "Why is it hidden?... Look at your eyes, they are so beautiful."

They were black and white pictures. Aria doesn't remember seeing those pictures even once.

Both started to see in amusement and at one point, "He is Alan. He looks so adorable."

Finn saw her taking the album to her lap and adoring each of Alan's pictures.

That loving gaze was always fixated on Alan which he yearned.

Aria's smile was unvarying and her eyes moistened looking at little Alan and herself.

She could say Alan had met her numerous times during that time seeing his many pictures in different clothes.

A light chuckle escaped her lips looking at Alan sitting on Oliver's lap holding her in his little arms carefully.

They were the core of her world.

She heard Finn say, "So you know your husband all your life. From puppy love to marriage."

His voice had a hint of enviousness which Aria didn't notice immersed herself in the pictures.

Aria shook her head, "Not really. I hadn't seen Alan's face even once till the day he tended to me seeing me cry in the deep of the night remembering my father."

Aria caressed a picture as her soft tuneful voice sounded, "He had liked me when I was one. He adored my smiles when I was eight. He fell in love at first sight in his congratulatory banquet when I was sixteen plus. He took my heart when he was my livid guardian."

Finn felt hard to breathe hearing their story in the simplest four lines. He was happy for them but his heart ached for himself.

He wanted to chide his heart for falling for the one who was in love with somebody else even after knowing it.

But he didn't. He knew his heart chose the right one for him but he wasn't the right man for her.

He gently rubbed her head, "You two are fated to be together." He knew that and he also prayed for them so that his love could live happily.

He dried the tears back in his eyes and snatched the album, "God, stop ogling him."

'Hmph' She let him check the album and saw some of Emily's books until her hands fell on a diary.

"Oh God, I had no idea Momma was writing diary daily."

She read many pages giggling happily. Her mother was a mischievous brat with her husband. She had written how she had teased and troubled Oliver every single day.

Finn's attention too changed to her, "Can I check them too?" Since it was a diary he asked permission.

Aria nodded, "You will understand the difficulties of having a wife."

Finn's lips were twitching reading how Emily had pranked her husband, tortured him daily yet Oliver was head over heels in love with her.

"Your father can be President of Wife's doting club. My mother is always busy in her experiment labs so I never actually saw them so affectionate."

Aria knew how Finn grew up. He loves every family member but they never really had much time for him daily.

Aria poked his arm and said, "You will be a henpecked husband for sure but My husband is the President of Wife's doting club. No one can match him." She grinned.

"What about you? A henpecked wife who chants her husband's name like a treasure... Doesn't he get irritated?"

Finn had caught her once and had teased her for many days. Aria pouted but changed about him, "Imagine the girl you love calls your name repeatedly... Like Finn, Finnn, Finn..."

Aria started calling his name sweetly. Finn didn't have to imagine when she was the one calling.

He could feel his heartbeat raise hearing her. He didn't dare to turn and face her when his lips were uncontrollably tilting up. He quickly changed, "Shit I'm getting goosebumps. That was scary."

Aria's lips twitched, "Coldhearted."

Finn relaxed first but saw her smile fade away and was frowning. "Alia, what's wrong?"

"Momma wanted a baby boy..."

Finn wanted her to relax but not go back to that mood. He saw her flipping pages rigorously. "Careful, you will tear it off."

But Aria shot on her feet and ran towards the door but paused turning back.

"What's..." Finn froze when Aria hugged him.