A blanket of apprehension falls over me as I walk in. I have only been in his room once but that room hardly felt lived in. Walking into his office though, is completely different, this room is more like his domain than anywhere else, I feel him here.
The walls were painted a dark, deep blue and the wood furnishings hardly contrasted the gloom with their dark brown hues. Papers were scattered across his desk, a large map was pinned to the wall, and the disheveled couch to the side proves Katina's statement that he is living in his office. There is even a half eaten sandwich on the coffee table.
Danyal watches me as I look around and I see the trepidation in his eyes, the fear of judgment.
"It's nice in here." I say after the seconds go by.
He looks as if he doesn't know how to respond,
