Zeline's mind began to fall apart. She was curious to read the message from Angela but Dariel locked his cell phone. Even though Zeline had just thought about discussing her relationship to make it clearer where it was going, Dariel seemed to still be in touch with the witch woman.
Finally with half-dead restraint, Zeline tried to be patient. Waiting for Dariel to wake up from sleep, and she will ask the man directly.
At seven o'clock in the evening to coincide with dinner, Zeline woke Dariel up. The handsome man looked better than before.
"I slept too long, huh?" Dariel asked, as he accepted the water Zeline gave him. The blonde girl did not answer, her face looked nervous as if she was holding something back. Making Dariel frown, wondered. "What's wrong?"
"There's a message on your cell phone," Zeline replied, her eyes flicking to Dariel's cell phone.
Without asking much more, Dariel grabbed the phone and checked who the sender was.
