He rests against the center island, facing me, and he stares at his mug with a lost look in his eyes, one I don’t see often from him. “What is it?” I ask. “My mother is dying,” he says out loud. “She’ll be gone within the week. Breast cancer.” My jaw slowly drops. I can count on my hand the number of times he’s mentioned his mom. She stepped down from her position as CEO of Cobalt Inc. a few days ago. Now I know why. “I’m sorry,” I say, my brows bunched in confusion and a bit of hurt for him.
