All of their violently stated and unsaid statements blended into a dense atmosphere between them. Words surrounded them, some as gentle as whispered prayers, some as sharp as glass shards, all attempting to land but never quite settling down. The late afternoon light coming in through the window cast long shadows on the hardwood floor where they stood, and they were two people caught in an emotional tug-of-war that was too powerful for the space to handle.
Her voice cracked like ice under pressure as she said, “You don't understand,” her frustration leaking over the meticulous barrier she had constructed around her emotions. Her hands were shaking at her sides, her fingers clenched into fists that she was unsure how to use.
"And you don't listen," he shot back, his jaw set tight as a loc
