Essel’s Pov
It has been an entire week since I last encountered Michael.
I cannot deny that I miss his sarcastic comments and his self-centered demeanor; indeed, I do. This is evident as I have caught myself muttering some of his phrases under my breath.
"Essel?" I hear Adam call out, and I blink to regain my focus on our current activity.
At that moment, I recall that we are in the process of baking sugar cookies. The experience is markedly different from when Michael and I baked together, primarily because Adam and I are engaged in light conversation, and there is no tension that might lead to an almost-kiss.
Spending time with Adam feels secure; I am confident that he will not cause me any harm. However, I also recognize that our time together lacks the excitement I crave. While Ad
