Georgia's Pov
I was trying not to think about it, but the image of Michael leaving Esme's apartment kept playing in my head over and over again, and I couldn't help but feel very strange about it.
It almost felt like he was leaving and wasn't ever coming back, and despite the fact that he mentioned that I was only going to be here for a few days, I had a feeling that I would be here for much longer than a few days.
He had barely said anything to me after dropping me off. All he did was speak to Esme hushly, and when he was saying goodbye to me, he could barely look me in the eye.
“How long are you going to sit there and just stare into space, Georgia? Aren't you hungry? Isn't there something you would like to do?” Esme's familiar voice asked, breaking through my train of thought as
