C24 Double confession.

I shut the door behind me and stand out onto the balcony, glancing down at the car park below me. The sky is dark, the moon rising in the distance. A soft glow is created by the street lamps around me and I breathe in the cold night air. I feel the oxygen travel into my lungs and for a second, I close my eyes and enjoy the silence. That's when I remember the reason I came out here . .