He ⁢Didn’t Shatter the Glass That Day.
He Cracked Something far⁣ More Notable.

The first thing Daniel Kofi fractured that day wasn’t a glass; it‌ was tranquility. He stormed through the house as if it had personally betrayed him, yanking open drawers,⁣ tearing ⁣apart folders, and scattering documents across the ‍floor in​ a desperate search for ⁢something he believed was lost.‌

Papers slipped beneath furniture while charts drifted⁤ down like discarded feathers. His phone pressed against his ear and shoulder, his voice grew sharper with each⁤ passing moment. “It must be here,” he muttered before​ raising his voice to‌ insist, “It absolutely must be.”

Amara observed from the kitchen⁤ entrance,her hands still wet ​from rinsing rice. She didn’t​ hurry; over time⁢ she had learned that daniel’s stress came with sharp ‍edges.

If approached incorrectly, it could ⁢wound deeply. Yet‌ she attempted to reach out:⁤ “Daniel,” she said gently and ⁤cautiously, ‌ “how can I assist? What ‌are you searching for?” He turned on ⁣her as if a spark had ignited in dry grass. “Don’t,” he ‌snapped back sharply. “Just don’t.”

aware of the tension ⁢in the air, ⁣Amara halted her movements; when anger becomes erratic, remaining still feels safer than ‍acting impulsively.

“I’m going to miss my appointment,” Daniel⁣ exclaimed‌ while shaking a pile of⁣ papers as ⁣tho something might magically ​appear from within them. “This is my most significant presentation! My future is at stake! And you’re just ‍standing ther!”
“I’m standing here,” Amara replied softly, “because this is my home too.”

Daniel either didn’t hear‌ or chose to ignore her words entirely; his eyes were red-rimmed and weary—exhaustion ⁢etched into him by ⁣relentless ambition. Lately, he had been kind to clients but cold towards her.

The distance ⁤between them widened gradually—fewer shared meals and more unexplained late nights—a silent decay that goes unnoticed until it envelops everything.

“what⁤ did you do‌ with it?” Demanded Daniel.
“Do with what?” sHe asked.
“The USB drive,” Where is⁣ it?”
Her heart raced slightly.I ​didn’t touch…
“You’re always⁣ obstructing ‌me,” ⁢ ⁤“Can’t you see today ⁤matters?”< /spanspan >