Alex arrived home mid afternoon, the drive from his lawyer's office to his house was barely an hour. As he parked his car at the garage, he couldn't help but smile proudly at himself as he imagined the wide and appreciative smile his wife would offer him.
Alex stepped wearily into the familiar warmth of their home, his eyes reflecting a glimmer of unwavering determination laced within the weariness. Across the room, Rosy sat immersed in the pages of a book, her lips curving into a welcoming smile as Alex's arrival interrupted the calm and almost deserted atmosphere of their living room.
"Hey, Rosy, I'm home!" Alex's voice reverberated with a mixture of exhaustion and quiet resolve, a obvious indication of the weight he carried from the day's endeavors.
Rosy lifted her gaze from the page
