Gemotions

The safe. She'd always known about it, but she'd never known the code. Until last night. A quick search online, a little bit of trial and error. The door swung open, revealing neat stacks of cash and financial documents. Her stomach lurched.

Peter always seemed to be struggling, financially. Now, this. Her face burned. She felt a strange tingling in her fingertips. She stood there, frozen.

She replayed their conversations in her head. The arguments. The compromises. Everything felt different now. She slammed the safe door shut and went to the back door, and just stood and stared into the backyard.