You Lost

Boris sat there staring up into nothingness for a moment before he let out a long sigh. The more he thought, the more he was left confused and the more his mind filled with Dominic. There was one more thought that he couldn't figure out along with 'attachment.'

Why was he relieved?

'When I had figured out it wasn't death… why was I relieved when I thought it was just an injury?' he thought to himself as he stood up from his seat and looked at the grandfather clock. 6:53. 

He had spent 30 minutes in this state, pondering, confused, thinking about him. Dominic. But yet he still had no answers. 

He began to walk toward the coat hanger and picked up his cloak, throwing it over its shoulder and tying the ropes right below his neck. He had about an hour till his meeting at 7:50 pm. He had time for more thinking. He walked towards the door and pulled it open stepping out into the hallway.

It was the same as before.