Celia Sterling had just gotten out of the shower and settled into bed when the message arrived.
They had added each other on WeChat two days ago, and she never expected the famously aloof Silas Norwood to message her first.
She looked at the timestamp on the message:
2:15 AM.
'So, the ice prince pulls all-nighters too?'
Cece: [Silas, you're still up this late?]
Silas: [I'm used to it.]
'He really can stay up late.'
Celia Sterling sighed to herself and tentatively replied:
Cece: [Did you need something? It's pretty late.]
Silas: [No, just wanted to chat.]
Celia Sterling had just finished typing "I'm going to bed" when she silently deleted it.
She got up and poured a cup of cold tea to wake herself up. Knowing he was a man of few words and a cold disposition, she racked her brain for a topic and took the initiative:
Cece: [I saw the new online game your Norwood Group launched at 8 PM last night. The graphics are beautiful.]
Silas: [Mm.]
