Aiden Shaw lowered his gaze and looked at him, his dark brown eyes like deep pools, possessing a kind of magic that made it impossible to look away.
"Sixteen."
Tiana Thorne: "…???"
She was momentarily stunned, her eyes widening as she looked at him, bewildered. She blinked before asking, "Pomegranate?"
When did he come up with such a nickname for her?
Aiden Shaw's eyes were deep, his Adam's apple moved up and down, and his voice was clear and quiet, with a hint of subtle warmth: "The number sixteen."
Tiana Thorne: "…"
She pondered, wondering why he called her that.
After a while of confusion, she suddenly remembered that when counting brothers, there were fifteen.
These fifteen were all her brothers, so she was the sixteenth.
Sixteen...
This nickname wasn't particularly special, yet it somehow felt very familiar, as if it invisibly closed the distance between them.
