Gemotions

He was there, a ghost in the vibrant tapestry of the wedding. Thomas felt his chest constrict. He took a long, unsteady breath, the air suddenly thin and difficult to swallow. Seeing Sarah again felt like a punch to the gut.

He found himself gravitating toward the bar, ordering a double shot of whiskey. He felt a sudden, desperate need to numb the sharp edges of his emotions.

He’d imagined moving on, starting again, building a new life. But now, seeing her, he felt a crushing sense of inadequacy, as if his accomplishments were meaningless.