Gemotions

The gentle rhythm of the waves crashing against the shore soothed Ethan. He sat on the beach, the sand warm beneath him. He watched the surfers riding the waves, the seagulls soaring overhead, and he felt a profound sense of peace. He’d brought a book and a blanket, anticipating a quiet afternoon. He was eagerly anticipating the arrival of Chloe, a woman he had met online, for their first in-person date.

He looked up and saw Chloe approaching, hand in hand with another man. Ethan slowly rose, brushing the sand off his shorts. His jaw tightened.