Chapter 5: Resolution
The front door clicked shut behind Aarti, and she leaned against it. The house was quiet, the kids already in bed. The kitchen was a mess, a half-eaten pizza sitting on the counter, glasses with remnants of soda left out. It wasn't a surprise that she had dinner without her husband, the warm smell of food, but she had never felt more alone. She walked over to the fridge, grabbed a beer, making a mental note to clean the kitchen tomorrow. She was hoping the bubbly beverage would relax her. It was a futile hope.