Gemotions

The city noise, usually a comforting backdrop, now grated on Evelyn’s nerves. She wandered aimlessly through the crowded streets, the faces of strangers a blur of indifference. She'd found Mark at a college reunion. Hope had flared, briefly, when she saw him across the room. She’d approached, her heart soaring, and recounted their shared adventures. He had listened politely, then declared that he’d never met her, his expression a polite blank canvas. The bustling city now felt like a cage, her own thoughts the bars.