Frayed Connections
The tension in the air at Lena and David's house felt almost suffocating. As Lena stood in the living room, the argument hanging heavily between them, she could sense the rift growing wider each moment. David had walked away, irritation etched on his face, and the moment felt lost.
Chris emerged from his room, curiosity dancing in his eyes as he sensed that something was off. “What’s going on?” he asked cautiously, his youthful innocence shining through.
“Nothing that you need to worry about, buddy,” David replied, trying to mask his frustration but failing to hide the tension in his voice.
“Are you sure?” Chris pressed, concern knitting his brow. “I don’t like it when you two fight.”
Lena knelt down to Chris’s level, her heart aching. “We’re just having a disagreem
