Gemotions

The doctor’s stethoscope slipped from her grasp, bouncing off the examining table with a hollow thud. Clara stared at the phone screen, her mouth agape. The message: “Can’t wait to see you tonight.” had been sent to… *her husband's father*! Her world tilted on its axis.

Her hands clenched into fists. She felt a surge of heat rush through her. The words swam before her eyes. That text was meant for her… lover. She'd been so careful. So meticulous.

She felt a wave of dizziness wash over her. She stumbled back, needing air. Her husband’s father! The implications, the potential for ruin, were overwhelming.

She felt a tremor run through her body. Her secret, her lie, had been exposed in the most catastrophic way. Her life, her career, her marriage… all of it seemed to be crumbling.