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A I D E N

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A I D E N

Aiden didn't want to get married. He didn't want a small little facade of normalcy in front of what truly happened all the time.

He just didn't want to end up like his parents, all closed off at home and acting completely normal for the cameras. The price of fame, his mother said. People pitied her, but not as much as they pitied The Other Woman.

That was wrong, in Aiden's opinion. His mother, the woman being cheated on, and The Other Woman, the woman his father was cheating with, were both to be pitied equally.

On the fifteenth of February, three fifteen p.m., seated on a sofa in the house of another girl his parents wanted him to marry, he rejected a cup of tea for the sixth time.

The girl was pretty. He just wasn't interested in a sham called marriage.

Correction, he wasn't interested in a sham called love.

He ignored his mother's hopeful smile and his father's long, cold look at him. He ignored the understanding smile the girl gave him.

He focused on his cousin's grin as he texted his girlfriend.

Aiden didn't know why Rudy insisted on coming along with him to these things. All he knew is that his cousin always had a sappy smile when he texted his girlfriend and that half the world that was in love with him cried when he said he could neither confirm nor deny the fact that he had a girlfriend in an interview.

Again, fame.

Is Aiden part of, and heir to, one of the richest families in the USA? Yes. Is he an actor forced into this business by his father since he was a kid? Yes.

Has he been in the public eye his whole life? Yes.

And truly, it was annoying. He didn't like having to watch every step he took and every word he spoke for fear of having it twisted by the media, because, if half of what the media said was true, he had a secret girlfriend and a wife overseas, and he was hiding three of his children in his home.

You don't even want to know the other half of what the media says.

"Well? My daughter's fine with the alliance, but what about your son?"

Bullshit. Aiden could see how much the girl didn't want to get married to him.

"I'm not fine with it. I'm sure your daughter's amazing, but I'm not looking forward to getting married anytime soon. Sorry."

Was he a bit rude? Maybe. Did he actually care? No.

Outside the house, after goodbyes paired with dirty looks, his mom sighed.

Disappointment.

Aiden hated being the source of disappointment.

"That was the last one, Aiden. You win."

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