Chapter 40 A Cold Version Of Him
- I was exhausted, my body sinking into the soft mattress, as though it was conspiring to keep me there.
- Sleep tugged at me, whispering promises of rest and relief. But I couldn’t give in—not today, not when I had work waiting for me.
- With a deep sigh, I forced myself upright, throwing the covers back and pushing my heavy feet to the floor.