I lifted my head, trying to shake off the sleepiness that was still looming. The door opened slowly, and Seth appeared in his trademark leather jacket. His face looked tired, but his gaze was sharp as ever. “When did you come?”
“I needed to talk,” he said matter-of-factly. He didn't answer my question. Which made me growl in annoyance.
“Mr. Seth, this is not a good time. I'm tired and Cressa will be looking for me if I'm not by her side.”
Seth let out a long sigh. He moved his wheelchair closer to me. “I know you're angry with me, Larisa. But this is important. I don't want to discuss it here.”
I let out a long sigh. “Mr. Seth, I don't have the energy to argue with you right now.”
“I don't want to argue,” he said in a softer tone. “I just want you to listen. There's a coffee cafe acro
