Lilian’s POV
I’m awoken by a banging sound that echoes through my dream until my eyes reluctantly prise themselves open. I grab my phone and press the side, lighting up the screen to find it’s not even eight am, I haven’t even had four hours of sleep.
Groaning, I slowly peel the covers off my body as the hammering sound reverberates thought my apartment for a second time.
‘I’m coming!’ I growl out loudly, pulling on my robe and tying it tightly around my waist before shuffling out of the room and across the hallway to the front door.
Peeking through the spy hole, I frown as I open the door to an annoyed looking delivery guy with a clipboard in his hands.
‘Miss Sanchez?’ he demands curtly.
I nod, taking the clipboard and pen that he thrusts at me.
‘Sign here please’ he huffs, tapping
