Arwen smiled softly before reaching out for Beca's hands. "I know if I wanted this, you would let me have it, Aunt Beca. But truly, I don't want it. So, please take it back," she said, placing the box in her hand.
Beca looked at the ring and sighed in her heart. Nodding, she accepted the box from Arwen and handed it to the butler. "Mr. Jones, please keep this in my room. I want to spend a little time with Arwen first."
Mr. Jones nodded and left the two alone. Arwen smiled softly at Beca as they walked towards the garden and took the seats under the shade.
"Aunt Beca, is there something you want to talk to me about?" Arwen asked, sensing it from the way Beca looked at her.
Beca gave a known smile. "Is it that obvious on my face?"