I tiptoed, moving closer to Lena.

As I got near enough, I peeked over her shoulder.

Her head stayed lowered as she stared at something on her phone, her fingers flying across the keyboard as she texted Samuel.

I smiled, then raised my hands to tickle her.

A message popped up, making me pause.

Mr Gareth.

I frowned slightly, my gaze fixed on the screen as she replied from Samuel's chat without opening the conversation.

‘Did it work?’

She typed in a single word.

‘No.’

That was it.

I waited a few seconds for a response, but nothing came.

What was that about?

I shrugged it off with a shake...