I suspect aaron

AARON POV

I walked back to the sitting room after Margaret left, my mind still reeling from our conversation. Phoebe looked up at me with a smirk on her face as she sat down. "Your voices weren't that low, you know that?" she asked, her eyes sparkling with amusement.

I sat down on the couch, feeling a bit defensive. "You heard?" I asked, trying to play it cool.

Phoebe nodded, her smile growing wider. "I've never seen you act like that. Is this what love can do to a man? You really like her, don't you?" she teased.

I didn't respond, unsure of how to react to Phoebe's probing.

She chuckled, seeming to enjoy my discomfort. "I knew it. Aaron Liam has finally fallen in love. I hope to see nieces and nephews soon."

Her words struck a chord.

Phoebe's expression turned serious, her eyes narrowing slightly. "So, tell me, Aaron, why didn't you tell her I'm your step-sister?" she asked, her voice laced with curiosity.