Every step I took down the stairs was making me regret more and more leaving the room where Sophie was sleeping. Not only that I wanted to spend more time with her, I knew that I had to do some serious adult work now. Just why did I decide to go through with this? Why did I have such an idea? I’m such an i***t who just has to love getting too much work on my shoulders. As if the internship at my father’s company while studying at uni wasn’t enough.
“I got us some snacks.” Michael brought some chips and water bottles to the big living room. Everyone was gathering there while I was staring at everything from the open staircase.
“Don’t stare and come to work. You are the one who asked us to help. This thing won’t write itself.” Charles hinted to me that I should move my lazy ass and start w
