emed to be getting worse. Every time they were in the same room, the atmosphere became tense. The two children clearly refuse
ded to make breakfast. Even though she knew her cooking skills were l
recipe book she had just downloaded from the internet. Her eyes stopp
r, reality soon hit. The eggs she whisked were too watery, and the toast she grilled ended up bur
but it was already too late. The omelet was burnt and misshapen, and
l looked at the scene in front of her with a mocking gaze.
nt. "I was just trying to make breakfast for
s her chest. "Zizi and I don't need you to cook for us. W
ioned "Mama," there was a bitterness clearly etched on her face. T
help..." Alena said, h
hen without another word, leaving Alena
He saw the untouched breakfast plates and looked at Alen
ppened?"
htly. "I tried to cook, b
. "Sasya and Zizi still
appointment. "I feel like a guest in this house.
ad. "I know this is hard, but you have to be more patient.
it still felt like she was walking on glass. Every step fel
w this would be hard?" Alena sud
dn't answer immediately, simply staring at A
gh this together," Aziz finally sai
ould get better, but every day she felt further away fro
hanged life over the past few weeks. Aziz was busy with his work, and the child
moment, then walked in and sat on the couch without saying anything. Al
ng wrong?" Alena
ng Alena's gaze. The girl then pulled out a sketchbook from her ba
ddenly spoke softly, "
ords. "I know," she replied quietly.
ed at Alena with her big, sad
to say. She was still asking herself the same question-why was she
z had returned from work, and the atmosphere in the room changed. Zizi imme
eiling. She felt increasingly distant from her husband, as though the gap between them was growing large
n the presence of the man
o talk," Alena
d looked at her briefly befo
asya and Zizi clearly don't want to accept me, and you..." Alena
chair. "I'm not pulling away. I just
ena said softly. "I can'
on, but there was something restrained in h
ime might not be the answer. Something was missing in thi
ep with an emptiness that c
the sound of crying outside the room. When she opened the door, s
irl cry? What was hap