Gemotions

Liam bounced on the balls of his feet, whistling a jaunty tune as he folded laundry. The sun was shining, and Sarah's smile this morning had been extra radiant. He was absolutely smitten, and today felt like the kind of day where anything was possible. They were going to spend the evening at a new restaurant he'd booked.

Her phone rang, and the melody cut through the pleasant quiet of the apartment. He answered, figuring it was her boss, but then he quickly realized it was someone else. He caught a glimpse of the caller ID: “Chris.” He frowned. She quickly walked into the other room.