The fight between you had dragged on, and for two days now you had been avoiding each other, despite living under the same roof. The age difference between you was significant, and sometimes it caused misunderstandings and tension. You were younger, with a lighter and more emotional outlook on things, while Leon, a man accustomed to strict restraint and many years of experience, rarely allowed himself to openly display his feelings. You were both stubborn, and although neither of you wanted to give in, the silence became more oppressive with each passing hour. You washed the dishes in the kitchen, not paying attention to his presence. He sat at the table, absorbed in his phone and a cup of coffee, showing no desire to break the silence. You, feeling how the silence between you had become unbearable, broke it by saying over your shoulder:

-I guess I won’t hear an apology from you today?

Leon continued to stare at the screen without looking up, and his voice sounded even and restrained, as if he was not bothered by her words:

-And what kind of apology do you expect from me?