Chapter 715 Too Old To Be Throwing Punches

• Skylar jolted awake from her dreams and switched on the bedside lamp. The first rays of dawn were slowly filtering into the room, yet Tobias was nowhere to be found, and her WhatsApp showed no unread messages.
• Feeling parched, Skylar slipped on her slippers and made her way downstairs in search of water, as the jug in her room had run dry. From the second-floor landing, she could see that the light on the first floor was still illuminated. Tobias, dressed in a crisp white shirt, leaned against the couch. Several buttons were undone, revealing a blood-stained collar.
• She pinched her thighs firmly, the sharp pain confirming that this was not a figment of her imagination.