Aurelia Shaw lifted the quilt, ready to lie down when suddenly there were two buzzing vibrations. It wasn't her phone because her phone's ringtone wasn't this sound.
She glanced to the side and looked at the phone next to Mason Nightshade's pillow, which had lit up.
Driven by an inexplicable force, a strong urge to take a look blossomed in her heart.
Mason Nightshade never avoided using his phone in front of her, nor did he mind her looking at his phone, but... in the middle of the night, who would be texting him?
Aurelia Shaw stared at the phone, glanced again at Mason Nightshade, and picked it up.
A password was needed...
Aurelia Shaw grasped Mason Nightshade's thumb and unlocked the phone with his fingerprint.
The text message's content jumped into her line of sight.
