Ishaan wasn’t able to sit still. It had been three days since he’d talked to Kathy and the area around his desk was absolutely covered in balled up paper. He’d been trying to write her a proper apology and explanation, had been trying to find the words to express his feelings. He’d done a lot of sitting around with alcohol and his head in his hands, trying to figure out how to say what he was feeling. Which was a lot. To think that Carina had loved him and now he’d lost that love ...