DOMESTIC FAULT LINES
210 Words
Maya arrived home to find Tom pacing in the living room, his face drawn with worry. “Where were you?” he asked before she could take off her coat.
“At Sophia’s,” she said, brushing past him. “She’s been feeling uneasy lately.”
Tom’s voice sharpened. “Uneasy? What about you? What about this family?”
Maya frowned, setting her bag on the table. “What are you talking about?”
Tom held up his phone, the headline glaring from the screen. “I told you to stop digging into dangerous stories. Yet here you are, risking everything again.”
“It’s my job, Tom,” she shot back. “You knew this when we got married.”
“What I didn’t know,” he countered, “is that you’d start chasing stories that put us all in danger.”
Their argument escalated, voices clashing against the walls. Maya defended her work, but Tom’s words hit deeper than she expected. “You’re going to get yourself killed, Maya. And then what? What happens to Liam?”
The mention of their son stung. Maya stood there, her resolve wavering.
Maya feeling tired both emotionally and physically decided to make a cup of tea and slumped on the couch
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