CHAPTER 150 FILLED UP.

Michael's body went limp, his breathing slow and steady as he succumbed to his exhaustion. Ethan watched over him, making sure he was comfortable and safe. As the night wore on, Ethan periodically checked on Michael, ensuring he was sleeping soundly. The chaos of the evening slowly receded, replaced by the peaceful silence of the penthouse apartment. Hours passed, and the first light of dawn crept into the room, casting a warm glow over Michael's sleeping form. Ethan smiled, knowing his friend was getting the rest he so desperately needed. As the sun rose higher in the sky, Michael's eyes flickered open, his gaze blurry and disoriented. Ethan's face came into focus, and Michael's expression changed from confusion to gratitude. "Thanks, Ethan," Michael whispered, his voice raspy from sleep. "I owe you one." Ethan's smile was warm. "Anytime, buddy. Now, how about we get you some coffee and figure out how to tackle that conversation with Sarah?" Michael's eyes widened, his mind raci