I can’t stand the look in her eyes. They glare at me, filled with annoyance and disappointment. I stare back, trying to break her gaze, but she is relentless.
“I’m doing my best!” I yell. “What do you want from me?”
The only answer I get is that stare. Silent and seething and full of accusations. Strong words from her would be easier to take than that look. How can I get away from it? How can I stop the guilt I feel when I look at her? I need to find a way to pacify her. I will think about it while I’m at work.
I turn away from the mirror and walk away.