Wendy's POV

Aidan was standing right in the middle of all these flowers, sunlight pouring over him.

He looked way more grown-up than before, but still just as good-looking—with those deep-set eyes and a sharp nose. His beard and hair were perfectly trimmed, and he was rocking a light gray shirt with brown leather shoes. You could tell his arms and chest were packed with muscle, and his shoulders were broad as hell. There was just this gentle vibe about him ...