Shubman spent the entire night turning and twisting, until he gave up on sleep altogether, and went out for a run. He wanted to get out of the house, away from Ishan and his alluring lips. No, bad Shubi, he chided himself when his thoughts strayed again, and shook his head to get rid of inappropriate thoughts.

He ran for miles, and when his body could not take it anymore, he plopped down on the ground, and gulped air greedily. His thoughts were in a disarray, and the lack of sleep had not helped. He needed help, and he needed help fast.