Alexander sat like a madman on the hotel room sofa. The champagne glass in his hand was empty, and he had been clutching it too tightly for who knows how long.
"Huan, Huan, Huan… Shit!!" he cursed, tightening his grip on the glass.
This was the first time he had felt helpless. This was the first time he had let a problem go unchecked for more than three days. If he let Huan go, then this matter would be over. It was that simple.
But he didn't want to let the man go. He wanted to make Huan stay and beg him to stay.
He had to make it that way. Otherwise, he wouldn't be able to live in peace.
But it seemed that Huan was very serious about leaving him. That was the problem.
"Damn!"
It was very frustrating not to have control over something, and that made him feel confused. He was angry at something that had no form.
As the day of Huan's departure drew nearer, his feelings became more and more frustrated.
