A Forced Smile
The awkward silence hung between us as I began clearing away the untouched dinner. The clinking of plates filled the air, a stark contrast to our usual lively evening chats.
Tucking the kids in, I lingered a little longer by their beds, watching their peaceful faces. Their innocence shielded them from the storms outside their dreams.
Back in the kitchen, I pasted a smile on my face, convincing myself to play along, while reality slowly crept into every corner of our home.