KENNEDY
It's been thirty minutes since I arrived in front of my apartment. What happened back in the restaurant took a toll on me. I tried to calm myself inside the car before I decided to get inside. I don't want my kids to notice my nervousness.
As I stepped out of the car, I took a deep breath and exhaled slowly. The events of the night were still fresh in my mind, and my heart was racing. I tried to shake off the feeling of dread that had settled in the pit of my stomach. I needed to be strong for my children.
As I walked into my apartment, I let out a deep breath and felt relieved to be in familiar surroundings. It had been a long and emotionally draining day, and the incident at the restaurant had taken a toll on me. I needed to compose myself before I faced my children, so I paus
