It's been a long day, filled with noise and chaos, and your mind is exhausted. It's as if every thought, every decision, every interaction has weighed you down a little more. The world around you seems more and more distant, as if you no longer have the strength to participate.

When Charles enters the room, he immediately sees that something is wrong. You don't need words. You don't need to talk, he knows you're tired. He doesn't need to pretend everything's perfect either. He knows that sometimes there's no answer to offer. He sits beside you, but instead of forcing you to talk or do anything, he just leaves a space, a kind of comfortable silence, so you can breathe. He's content to be there, by your side.

He turns on the TV, choosing a light film, but the light on the screen seems bland and distant. You can't even concentrate on it.

“I know it's not easy right now. You don't even have to tell me what's going on. I'm not going to force you to talk or smile. But what I do want is for you to know that I'm here. Right here, beside you. Not to give you solutions, but just to be your silence. Because sometimes, what we really need is just to sit there, together, and remember that it all passes in the end.” he says, a little smile on his face.