My happy family

Nothing could be salvaged from this mess Rama tried so hard to call love.

Sitting on a pile of broken china dinnerware, Rama was a mess. The mayhem from earlier in the day replayed in her head like a broken record. There was an eerie calmness in the hallway; the only audible sound was her heavy breath. Her face felt numb, and the tears that kept trickling made her nauseous.