THE FINAL CHAPTER? Or A New Riddle?

Flashback

It was 3 in the night when restless I got out of my bed. Checking up on Nathan, who was sleeping peacefully curled up in the mattress, I started to pace around the room not knowing anything other thank to keep my mind off my past. I wonder, whether life was always this critical for all or was I some special soul, who was confined to his own personal hell. I was probably running for a higher payroll if that was the case, given the tragedies seem to love my rugged face, devoid of the only component: sleep. In an alternate universe, sleep and peace are companions; in my world, they're step siblings who can never got along with me. Running my fingers through my hair, I messed my dried hair. Frustration caged my veins and I made my way out of the room to the balcony. At this odd hour of another lonely night, the view of the city didn't mystify me. It wasn't something I was fond off, but I did on a very random basis when nothing could calm me. And today was no exception after the