Gemotions

The shared Uber ride was meant to be awkward, but harmless. Until Sarah pulled out her phone. The wallpaper: A picture of *him*, at the beach. And the message? A heart emoji. Across from her, a man she’d recently been on a few dates with, and whom *she* had described as her boyfriend.

A jolt ran through him. He felt his face flush hot, then cold. He gripped the door handle as if to steady himself. The city whizzed by, a blur of lights and movement, a distorted reflection of the chaos inside him.

The driver’s casual conversation was lost on him. He felt as if he were falling, tumbling into an abyss of disbelief and betrayal. He wanted to scream. He wanted to understand. He wanted to make it all stop.