Heartache, anger, fear, sorrow, joy, Poloneshenko's heart was truly a mix of emotions at the moment.
Joyful because he became president, sorrowful that on the day he was elected president, his home was burglarized, fearful because something important inside was missing, which was really a deadly concern. As for anger, needless to say, anyone whose home was completely robbed, especially on a joyful day, would definitely be extremely angry.
But Poloneshenko's strongest feeling was heartache, deep heartache, because his years of collections were gone, stolen bare.
He barely made it through his speech, and Poloneshenko didn't even have time to lose his temper, sitting alone in a chair, feeling the heartache.
