Isla POV

Great. I feel like an asshole now.

I sighed as I walked out of my office, clutching a stack of files I needed to deliver to Henry. I kept my head down, ignoring the stares and whispers of coworkers as I passed. I knew what they were thinking. New supervisor. Young. Unproven. They were waiting for me to fail.

And today, I had let my emotions get the best of me.

Carmilla was definitely suspicious of me now. That was on me.

I knocked on Henry's door, heard a muffled "come in," and stepped inside.

"Good day, Henry," I said, dropping the files on his desk. He was...