Gemotions

Michael’s knuckles were white as he clutched the printout. He’d found it tucked inside a box labeled "Bills and Important Documents." *Savings Account - Mrs. Evelyn Carter.* His wife's name. A name he thought he knew completely.

A coldness spread from his gut, creeping outward. He sat back in the chair, the paper crinkling in his grip. The balance… it was staggering. He felt a disconnect, as if he were observing himself from a distance.

"Evelyn," he muttered, the name sounding foreign on his tongue. He pictured her, meticulously managing their finances, yet secretly hoarding her own. A wave of unease washed over him. He felt… exposed, vulnerable, as if he'd been missing a crucial piece of the puzzle all along. He had to know what was going on.