Gemotions

She found the phone tucked under the mattress, its vibrations a low, persistent thrum against her own restless heartbeat. Her knuckles were white against the worn floral fabric. The wallpaper, a cheerful pattern of yellow roses, seemed to mock her. A name, *David*, shimmered on the screen – a man she’d never heard of, a man who clearly held her partner’s attention in ways she no longer did. The world around her blurred. She felt a burning sensation in her chest, a heat that spread like wildfire.