He rubbed his sweaty palms on his blue jeans as he stared out of the long glass windows. The orange light from the bright sunset filled the room, its magnificent colours falling over the black furniture.

It would have been a beautiful sight, if not for its constant reminder of what he'd done.

He shook his head, shifting his focus from the orange sky to the colourless glass of water in front of him. Even then, for a split second, he could see the orange colour taunt him.

The only thing holding him together was the phone call lingering in his head. The voice on the other side only mumbled some vague details, but it was enough to give him a twinge of hope.

I believe we have some details to discuss, the caller had said. He wasn't sure if there was a way to defend him, after all, he had done a horrible job covering up.

His thoughts went back to the orange sky and he closed his eyes, only to be threatened by flames that wouldn't leave his mind.

He was pulled back to reality when there was a slight knock on the front door. Instantly, he shot out of the black chair and hurried down the stair as his heart raced with palpitations. He grabbed the doorknob and looked at it nervously before he finally let the door open.

"Hello, Mr Coleman," the woman in front of him said, holding her hand out. Reluctantly, he shook it and she took it as a cue to let herself in.

"I am Evelyn Turner," she said, looking at him for an introduction.

"Right- I'm Levi," he said, scratching the back of his dark black hair. He motioned her to follow him to the enormous hall. It was rather plain when compared to its size; just one long couch and a table which only looked out of place.

"Do you live here by yourself?" she asked as she nimbly took a seat. Bewildered, he stared at her for a long time. 

"You know what, it doesn't matter. I just wanted to get a few things clear," Evelyn said as she pulled out her mini laptop from her black bag. Levi sat still, looking as though he'd rather be anywhere but here. 

"Did I catch you at the wrong time?" Evelyn asked.

"Oh no! Nothing like that, I- I just. I'm so confused right now," Levi replied, flustered.

"That's all right. We can always continue later. I just wanted to get a few things straight," Evelyn said. Levi took in a deep breath and closed his eyes as he tried to calm himself. He needed to do this, he knew that. But it felt like such a huge weight on his back, so huge that he didn't have the strength to put it down.

"In the e-mail, you said you had reason to believe you were under suspicion. Can you elaborate?" Evelyn asked, realising that Levi needed the push to start talking.

"The fire at the University of Virginia- did you hear about it?" Levi asked, finally able to speak up.

"That's very unfortunate. I didn't hear about it though," Evelyn said.

"I heard the police suspect that it wasn't an accident," Levi said.

"And how would you know that?" Evelyn asked, curious.

"My father has some sources. He let me know," Levi said.

"Interesting. And why do you need representation?" Evelyn asked, cocking her eyebrows.

"My father, he told me that they have reason to believe it was me; and evidence too." Levi said as his palms grew sweaty again. He couldn't bear to look at Evelyn's eyes for he feared the possible judgement in them. He could feel her gaze upon him and that sent shivers down his spine. He grabbed the jar of water that stood on the table in front of him and gulped the little water remaining in it.

Evelyn cleared her throat which forced Levi to look at her.

"Well. Did you do it?" Evelyn asked raising her eyebrow. This was the question Levi had been dreading for so long. He couldn't reply, his voice got stuck in his throat. It made him wonder if he would answer, even if he could.

"I need to know everything if I consider taking your case," Evelyn said.

"I-I didn't," he said. Sweat trickled down his back as he subconsciously straightened his posture. He knew better than to lie. Hell, he saw how it fucked up his father's client's cases. Still, it felt as if there was a physical barrier stopping him.

He heard Evelyn heave a silent sigh as she closed her laptop and threw it into her bag in frustration. Levi looked at her ashamed. He knew she could tell he was lying, but then why was he unable to admit it?

He scrambled to his feet at the same time he saw her get up. He saw bitterness in her eyes and he opened his mouth to convince her he wasn't lying, but there was no need. Evelyn let out an exasperated sigh, "Well then, you have nothing to worry about."

Her footsteps echoed as she walked away from the living room, in a bad mood. Levi watched her as she showed herself out of his house and felt responsible for the shift in her temper.

He had never seen his father get this upset over a client therefore he just assumed no one did.

I suppose I was wrong, he thought, as he fell back to the couch and exhaled deeply. He was completely lost. The flicker of hope he felt when he got the phone call vanished.

And it's all my fault, he thought.

His head felt light and he was unaware of his body. He lost control of his body as he fell to the ground and whimpered. Everything he should have felt a day ago finally came, and it didn't take its time. A ball of emotions crashed into him and he could no longer hold back the panicked tears that spilt out of his eyes.

At that moment, all he wanted was to run into his father's warm embrace. But he wasn't around. No one was around and that felt like a slap on the face.

But maybe I deserve this, He thought and his thoughts instantly went back to the horrendous sight that he had witnessed a day ago - the sound of everyone screaming rang in his ears and the faces of some of the people he studied with, now at the point of unrecognizable.

The sky was still the same orange colour and it hovered over him as he looked into the mirror. If he had done so last week, he'd only admire his reflection. But now, seeing his puffy eyes and reddened nose, he couldn't help but feel jealous of everybody else.

For once, he was able to look further than the surface and it sucked. What he saw was someone who didn't mean a damn thing to anyone. Someone who had no personality other than trying to fit in.

Someone who'd do anything to fit in.

He banged his fist on the wall and stayed there, unable to move. He pulled his phone out of his pocket and dialled a number he knew by heart.

To his surprise, the call was actually answered.

"What do you want Levi?" an annoyed voice asked.

"I need you here," Levi said, his voice sounding desperate.

"I'm busy," he replied curtly.

"Please, dad. I really need you here."