Chapter 13. What a Charmer

The sound of her voice calling out his name, his old nickname that she often called out of affection, made Michael’s heart skip a beat.

A long time, indeed. He had waited for this moment for so, so long.

Fourteen years of waiting to meet her again.

She could never imagine how much he had missed her.

“Lange nicht mehr gesehen,” Michael said with a smile, skillfully concealing his true emotions from his expression. “Long time no see, Hailey.”

Camille’s mouth opened in surprise. “You… You know German?” she said, clearly caught off-guard.

“Yeah. I studied in Germany for a while,” Michael said. “Do I sound awkward?”

Since Hailey’s father was of German descent, she mentioned that he would talk to her in German sometimes at home, that he had been doing it occasionally ever since she was a child. She picked up on the language soon after, and she sometimes used it to speak to Michael jokingly, knowing that he had no clue about what she was saying.