Micah’s POV

This was going to be the last year I was working at the school, and honestly, I was fine with that.

It was the last semester.

With my focus on running the family business, I’d be able to spend all that extra time with the triplets and my wife.

Those four meant the world to me.

But for now, I had to work.

I was reading through some of these papers and honestly they were a fucking nightmare. What the hell was with my students these days? It seemed like half of them were unable to form a damn sentence.

Huffing to myself, I forced myself to go...