Michael's pov
I just finished eating breakfast when I hear the doorbell. It confuses me as I've no clue who it can possibly be. Knowing it's just 8 am, there's no possible way it's Kristen. If there's no reason for her to get out of her bed early, she won't.
I'm happily surprised when I open the door and see Ella. "Ella!" I exclaim, "what are you doing here?!" "You know, just giving a good friend a visit," she says and pulls me into a hug, "how have you been?" "Good," I say, "really good. I really like it here, thanks for suggesting it." "You're welcome," Ella says after which she follows me into my house.
"So what have you been up to lately?" I ask Ella when we sit down at my dining table with coffee. "Just working," she says, "nothing really interesting. You?" "Well..." I start questi
