Was it something related to Aiden’s past?

Arwen halted. "Old room," she repeated. 

And Mr. Jones nodded, "Yes, Madam," he said. "An old room. This room is the one that Master used as his study before when he was young. It holds some of his old things that we didn't feel right to throw away." 

She paused at that. Her gaze darted again to look around the room. She has guessed it right. "So, this was his room?" she mumbled the question to herself as a soft smile crept up her lips. 

Suddenly she remembered the frame in her hands and she pulled it up. "So, you mean this frame is also a part of his childhood?" she asked. 

But before Mr. Jones could say anything, or stop her, she already flipped it to look at it. Her smile froze and her eyes stilled at the image of the two figures standing together. "This …" she tried to ask but then realized something and phrased it just to confirm. "Is this his mother?"