Chapter 877 Girls Can Be Messy

• If she fell asleep, how would Tobias get in? She slept like the dead. What if he knocked and she didn’t hear it?
• She rushed to the bathroom and took the quickest shower. The face mask she’d left by the bed could wait—she had zero energy for it now. Her hair was twisted up, dripping wet. Judging by the time Tobias had mentioned, he should be here any minute, but there was still no word from him.
• Her eyelids were so heavy they wouldn’t stay open. Top lid and bottom lid were duking it out. She dozed off with her phone in her hands.