Gemotions

The silence in the kitchen was deafening. He poured himself another cup of coffee, the steam blurring the print on the computer screen. He’d been browsing the kitchen table's laptop when he saw it. A notification from the bank. He clicked.

The account was in her name, with a balance that made his jaw drop. He'd always told himself it wasn't a big deal to ask for money, to always need her help, but this… This felt like a betrayal. His chest felt constricted, as if a weight had been placed upon it. He should have known.