Michaela Walker.
Michaela had to cut their discussion short when she heard the front door of the lodge closing. She went over the plan with the Celestial Master, more than once, as if he sensed her reluctance to follow through with the plan.
Peter knocked on the door to her room and walked in. “Sorry for leaving you alone. Did dad go out?”
“He did, and I needed some alone time, in all honesty,” Michaela said, placing the book underneath a pillow.
“Do you want me to leave?” He asked. His right foot was already outside the doorway as if he was expecting her to agree.
Michaela shook her head, smiling at him for being considerate. She couldn’t help but curse her fate for not meeting Peter before all of this. She could see herself having nice and decent life with him. But oh well, who wou
