#Chapter33

Ice Cream-02

I thanked my driver. “Klash, I can handle from here. Go back to the office. I’ll call when I need you.”

“Good luck, Mr. Linton!” He knew I had trouble with someone. He then adviced me to stop by at the grocery store to grab comfort food. I couldn’t think of anything other than ice cream.

The walk towards her apartment door took me a while. It felt like my insides were twisting. I could take her anger, but it broke my heart to see her crying again because of me. Why did it have to be so complicated? I made things worse between us. But the...