Hannah's POV

　　A wave of dread washed over me. The last thing I needed right now was another conversation with him. But after a moment of hesitation, I decided to answer. If I do not answer he will buzz me all day. Why doesn't he leave me alone? Reluctantly, I answered, my voice tense as I greeted him.

　　"Michael," I said, trying to keep my tone neutral.

　　"Hannah," Michael's voice was softer than usual, almost hesitant. "I just wanted to check on you. ...