RHETT
I sat alone in my dimly lit office, my eyes shut as I laid my head back on my chair. Danny, he was the only thought that roamed my mind for days. A whole week had slipped by like sand through my fingers, and every passing day felt like an eternity in this relentless maze of darkness.
The air in my office hung heavy with a sense of despair and uncertainty. It was as if the weight of the world had settled within those four walls, suffocating me with its presence. I took a deep breath, trying to find solace amidst the stifling atmosphere, but my lungs were met with the scent of aged paper, mingling with the aroma of a glass of wine resting on my desk.
I reached for the glass, the crimson liquid swirling within, a refuge from the storm of emotions swirling within me. The scent of the
