Gemotions

The weight of the duvet seemed immense. Liam tossed and turned in the darkness. The image of the phone call replayed in his head, a relentless loop. He’d seen the number flash on his partner’s screen.

He didn’t know what to think, what to feel. He got up and moved from the bed. He felt the cold air on his bare feet as he walked in the dark.

He felt off-center, as if he were suspended in some kind of void. He looked out of the window. The world outside seemed distant, blurred. He went to the kitchen and drank a glass of water, hoping for clarity.