Michael went home after checking out of rehab, took a cold shower, and decided to work on some documents while waiting for Gary to return with lunch. The doorbell rang, and he walked out of his study to see who was at the door. He was taken aback when he saw his mother standing at his doorstep, but there was nothing he could do but open the door for her to come in. He made his way to the living room while waiting for her to say something.
“How are you?” Vanessa asked. If she said she was happy with her son, then she would be lying because she wasn’t really happy with him. She couldn’t believe it had been a month and a week already, and he still hadn’t called or brought Sasha home. The two months she and Sasha had agreed on were almost coming to an end, but he wasn’t making any moves. She
