With a heavy breath, he clicked the small "X" on the browser tab. The screen reverted to his desktop background—a picture of them on vacation in Greece, smiling.
He stopped. The radiator in the corner clanked loudly, a rhythmic, metallic ticking that matched the pulsing in his ears. He looked at the time at the top of the notepad. 8:11:05 AM. Time was moving too fast. Note 11/16/2022 8:10:42 AM - Online Notepad
He heard the floorboards creak upstairs. Sarah was awake. In a few moments, the shower would start. She would get ready for her day, completely unaware that her husband was pouring his guilt into a temporary browser window on a random website. With a heavy breath, he clicked the small
