“You’re late again this morning. What is wrong with you?” Dad came to my office one afternoon when I was too lazy to look at the piles of folders on my table. Everyday becomes lifeless since Katherine left. It seemed like she took all the meaning to my life with her. I thought I could survive if I put all my time and energy at my company – but I was wrong. I missed her every single day.
I started to spend my nights drinking so bad until it became worst. I woke up sober at nine in the morning today, with a headache that won’t go away and heart ache that gets stronger by minute.
“I’m not feeling good today.” That was the only reason I could think of right now.
“You have a meeting with the contractor tomorrow with Rachelle. I want you to come personally at their office to get a good nego
