Uneasy peace
Still, the uneasy peace at home felt like it was dangling by a thread. The children sensed the undercurrent of tension, adding a layer of stress to their daily lives.
I tried to maintain normalcy, but the atmosphere was undeniably tense. “Everything okay, Dad?” my eldest asked, concern evident in their eyes.
I nodded, forcing a smile. The resolution was fragile, and everyone seemed to walk on eggshells, mindful of the looming uncertainties.
