Gemotions

The string quartet’s rendition of “Here Comes the Bride” had been exquisite. And now, the dance floor filled with clumsy dances. Mark was left feeling an emptiness.

He had tried to participate, but his attempts to join the revelry seemed awkward. He found himself avoiding eye contact, feeling like an outsider.

He went out to the patio. He leaned against the railing, feeling the cool air against his skin. Then, he saw her. Across the lawn, bathed in the soft glow of the fairy lights, was his ex, Jessica.