A Lovers' Tiff
Carter returned to an empty house after dropping Sana to the airport. This time when he dropped her, he did not wait till she checked in, or kiss her goodbye. She had not called him back either to let him know that all was well and she had reached the gate for boarding her flight, her typical ritual. As he drove into the garage to park the car, he glanced at the clock on the dashboard. It was almost time for her flight to take off. He checked his phone to ensure there were no missed calls or messages. He slightly regretted not saying a good bye to Sana and fighting with her in the last minute. Every time Sana left for her consulting trips, he hated getting back home. He hated the silence, the emptiness. As he walked into their closet to change, he noticed her clothes on the floor which she had packed and then taken out because of excess baggage. He removed the couple of strands of her hair that had fallen on the restroom counter while she straightened her hair with an iron. The fragran...