I took a few deep breaths before knocking on Viel’s office door inside the house. He had come home from work earlier, but I still hadn’t found the courage to say what I wanted.
I knocked gently. “Viel… Viel!” I called.
No answer. I tried again. Still nothing. My hand hovered over the door handle. Not locked…
I pushed the door open cautiously. Maybe he wouldn’t be angry if I went in without asking. I stepped inside, careful not to make a sound. “Viel…” I whispered his name again.
Silence.
Finally, I walked into his office and saw him lying across his desk, fast asleep. I paused, watching him. It was only six o’clock in the evening, yet he had already fallen asleep.
“I’ll just talk to him tomorrow,” I thought.
I grabbed a blanket and draped it gently over his back. The air conditioner
