My anxious state kept me on edge the entire day. I didn't go home last night and I didn't pick up any of Freya's calls.

I'm not going to talk to her. I'm not going to even look at her. I'm embarrassed, man.

Currently, I'm in my office room, sitting on my desk and staring at my dead phone. It's early in the morning. No one has come to the office yet. I'm sure I am alone right now. I've hidden myself here since last night because I have no other place to go. I can't go home yet until I sort out what's really going on with me.

The...