C1008 Miscarried?

Eleventh floor.

Top grade special care unit, the lights were dim.

The man stood quietly on the balcony in his military uniform, his hands holding the cold armrests staring blankly at the night sky. He loosened the three buttons on his chest, his elegance was no longer there, and he looked a little haggard.

His hair was no longer combed neatly behind his head. Instead