472 IF THEY WERE BREAKING APART...?

After putting Ava to bed, Tinsley was going around the living room cleaning it one by one by picking up all the toys that were scattered all around the carpeted floor.

Her baby was a messy player and littered everything all around the house. With nearing the age of being a toddler, it was only the starting.

It was already ten by then and there was no news from her husband either. The man who told me that he would be home soon but it had been past nine in the evening and yet there was no sign of him returning.

Inside her heart, she was actually looking out for him. She had not had her dinner either and only fed Ava.

At least they were eating their food together and she was not ready to break that steak either.

She was not ready to lose the only moment they would seat together, be in each other's presence and eat if not talk at all...at least being together three times in a day was what it mattered.