Aria beckoned to me. "Charlie, come on, we're just waiting for you."
Her tone was so warm and inviting as if she were the hostess.
"I told Arthur we absolutely had to meet you, to see what kind of beauty could capture his heart."
She finished with a playful tilt of her head towards Arthur.
Arthur's lips curved into a smile, his tone seemingly reproachful but unable to hide his indulgence. "Aria, didn't we agree not to tease me about this?"
The two of them carried on their lighthearted banter, utterly oblivious to anyone else around them.
Arthur always used to complain that I talked too much, and I assumed he preferred quiet. Now, it seemed he didn't dislike noise; he just didn't like me making it around him.
Before them, a steaming barbeque on the square table was emitting smoke.
Aria clasped her hands together, her face beaming with happiness. "I love spicy barbeque the most. It's rare that Arthur still remembers my taste."
Arthur pursed his lips and naturally moved the dish in front of Aria.
Due to my recent miscarriage, I could only eat a piece of cake before stopping.
Arthur chatted with Aria the entire time, utterly oblivious to my situation.