Gemotions

The bustling marketplace, usually a symphony of sights and sounds, felt muted. Ethan wandered through the stalls, the colourful displays of fruit and spices doing little to stir his interest. He had promised to meet his girlfriend, but she was late. She had been late, or cancelled, many times lately. He felt a profound sense of weariness.

He saw a girl, standing in front of him, she was talking on her phone, then suddenly the phone slipped from her hand to the ground, she began to cry.

He approached her, and picked up the phone. "Is everything alright?" he asked.

"He's not coming" she replied. He knew this feeling very well.