Arian slumped in front of his door and allowed the tears to flow without holding back. Earlier during the meeting, he had swallowed all the pain and composed himself perfectly well not to show any emotion. And now that he was alone everything that he held back came flowing like a flood. He struggled to get up with his trembling body and when he finally got into his room. He locked the door and hurried straight to the bathroom. Without wasting anytime, he filled up the bath and threw in some bath fizzes and watched as the water turned foamy…
"I guess my heart would hurt less for him now, when my memory is all gone."
