Essel’s Pov
Essel, it is time to wake up.
I appreciate the concern, but I would prefer to remain in bed.
I keep my eyes closed and attempt to turn away from my alarm, which is Michael. Upon opening my eyes, I find Michael seated beside me, his gaze fixed on me, though it lacks any warmth. Instead, his expression conveys irritation.
"It is ten forty; we need to hurry. We are scheduled to meet Nazif and Ivy in less than twenty minutes," he informs me, as if that will motivate me to rise.
With a groan, I bury my face in one of my pillows. I had nearly forgotten about our lunch plans with Nazif and Ivy today. If it weren't for Michael's presence, I would have undoubtedly slept the entire day away, as I can never seem to get enough rest.
Michael had arrived at my house at ten to pick me u
