Alex's POV

My head felt as if it was about to explode at any moment. I couldn’t help but moan while crumpling paper sheets and tossing them in the trash can next to my desk.

“Shit!” Over the last four days, I’ve been canceling my bandmates’ calls. I let out a frustrated groan. “What am I doing?”

God, it has never been this difficult to write a song, though the rough draft of the entire song won’t even take an hour to produce. Though it sounded easy to me it didn’t resonate with me, even if it already sounds fantastic.

So, I sat in my swivel chair every day to...