The sun was setting down, the dark sky seemed to swallow all the light just like his life was; plain pathetic and not worth living that's what he thought right now.
Charles anxiously closed the door of his room behind him. the sudden feeling of breathlessness hit him hard and he felt like he would die from lack of oxygen around him.
he loosened his tie around his neck and took of the black suit hurriedly and threw the coat away, somewhere in the room. he undone top three buttons of his shirt and pour himself a glass of water with trembling hands and pressed the glass against his lips and almost quickly gulped down the whole content in one go but his throat still felt dry like he had been deprived of water from ages.
his breath was rugged and he felt sweat beads forming on his forehead,
