I wandered through Michael's house. I was walking down the hall when I came across his study again. I took a deep breath and let it out as I walked into the room. I was curious about what was inside. I hadn't really explored in there beyond staring at what was decorating it.
His laptop was open and there were papers strewn across the desk. A blue passport case sat in the midst of it and a photo ID. I sat down and picked up the photo ID, taking in that it was my photo on it. I swallowed hard as I grabbed the passport and opened it.
I turned my attention over to the strewn papers, finding that they were about the contract that I had signed. I woke the laptop up and took in a web page on how to become a citizen. He had gone out of his way to start the process and I had done nothing, but thi
