Syrus stood with a fuming expression, He threw all the files off his desk while his hands turned into fists. His eyebrows were drawn together and veins popped out of his forehead.
The commotion in the room attracted the guards attention and they entered the room to see a mess.
Syrus looked up at them dead in the eyes before shouting at them. "Get lost!" Shivers ran down the spines of the men who had entered the door and they bowed their heads down in fright before leaving him alone.
He sat back on his chair and took a few long breaths, "What is happening to me? I thought I wouldn't care! I thought it would be easy," He moved up through his face. He covered his eye with it and closed his eyes as he laid his head on the back of the chair.