Chapter 83 : Check Up
*Trinity's POV*
I woke up to the sun shining through the large windows in the suite. Matthew was right; the space really was similar to his West Heartford suite.
My hand naturally reached for my phone and I swiped it open, looking for any messages concerning Michael or Christiana's trial. It sounded terrible, but I was actually disappointed when I had no texts at all.
What did they say? No news was good news?
"What do you think you're doing?" Matthew's groggy voice came out from beside me. "No phones allowed, missy."
"Since when?" I asked.
I didn't remember that being part of the bargain.
"Since you opened your phone first thing in the morning searching for texts." Matthew cracked one eye open. "The point of this trip was to de-stress, so no looking for stress."
I sighed, but set my phone down regardless. His words weren't going to force me to stop looking, but I would just have to be more careful from now on.