"Aiden?" Matteo echoed, surprised. He raised an eyebrow before carefully looking at the phone screen that Amelia held out. All arousal and desire that he had raring to go immediately deflated and diffused.
He sat up straighter, his eyebrows furrowed tightly together as he read the text messages Aiden sent.
Aiden: Matteo, you there?
Aiden: I know you're not asleep yet.
Aiden: There's some stuff I think you need to know, maybe Amelia too. It's about my mom.
Matteo and Amelia shared a glance.
"Does Aiden know about Annalise and Emmeline's relationship?" Amelia asked, confused.
"Not that I know of," Matteo replied. "He wasn't there when we consulted the doctors, nor did he know about the fact that I split the blood samples to test against two subjects."
Just then, a new message came in, prompting the couple to look down at the phone again.
