Mason Nightshade wanted to pull her back into his embrace, but Aurelia stepped back, looking at him with a stubborn and determined gaze.
"Mason, you..." Aurelia paused for a moment, and when she finally spoke, she realized she was truly a bit scared.
This feeling hadn't appeared for a long time.
Familiar yet somewhat unbelievable, she thought she was mentally strong enough not to fear anything, yet there was still something to fear.
When you don't own something, you fear nothing, but once you have it, anything you own becomes a weakness you don't want to lose.
Aurelia took a deep breath and still asked, "Tell me the truth, what did Sophie Nye mean by those words?"
Mason Nightshade pressed his lips tightly, clearly reluctant to speak.
But he also knew that with Aurelia's persistence, she would want to get to the bottom of things.
Rather than having her hear exaggerated answers from others, it was better for him to tell her himself.
