Gemotions

A gentle breeze rustled the leaves, creating a symphony of whispers around Ethan as he strolled through the park. A picnic basket swung from his hand, filled with his favorite treats, a gift for Sarah, the love of his life. He imagined their laughter, their shared jokes under the shade of the old oak tree. As he approached the designated meeting spot, he saw her, her back to him, engrossed in conversation with a man. He moved closer, his pace quickening with excitement.

"Sarah!" he called out, his voice brimming with happiness. She turned, her eyes widening. "Ethan, this is..." she began, gesturing towards the man beside her. "I'm sorry, do you know him?" she asked the stranger, confusion etched on her face. The man shook his head. Ethan felt the ground beneath him shift. He had made a mistake. A very big one.