Tobias POV
Bent over on my desk, reading glasses on the bridge of my nose to sharpen my vision as my blue eyes read through the contents of the sheet of paper in my palm.
The clock on the wall ticked toward 8 am, all the bones in my body felt a...
Tobias POV
Bent over on my desk, reading glasses on the bridge of my nose to sharpen my vision as my blue eyes read through the contents of the sheet of paper in my palm.
The clock on the wall ticked toward 8 am, all the bones in my body felt a...