She loaded a fork and was about to take a bite when Subodh snatched her plate and flung it on the floor. One by one, all the glassware landed down, smashing into smithereens.
She looked up; he was seething with anger.
I wrote this story for a prompt-based contest by the Asian Literary society. The prompt was to weave a story around ‘Until Death Do Us Part.’ This story was chosen as one of the winners. You can read the story here-