Awaiting My Return
I don't know, you look quite tired, he said as he kept on Staring at my face.
“I'm fine. How many times do I have to tell you this?” I said with a mocking tone of annoyance.
Desmond probably didn't want to get on my bad side, so he decided to take my word for what it is before escorting me to the car.
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I hadn't realized just how tired I was until I was alone in the car on my way back to Bradon's mansion. It felt like I closed my eyes momentarily, but when I opened them again the car was already parked right in front of the mansion. My body felt slightly heavy and sluggish from sleep, but the short nap that I had in the car definitely made me feel better. I must have been so tired that I fell asleep in the car without even realizing it. I walked into the mansion while taking extra care not to trip over the high heels that I had on with the intent of heading directly to my bedroom to catch up on some sleep.