Gemotions

The coffee tasted like ash in her mouth. Amelia stared at the laptop screen, the bright glow reflecting in her widened eyes. His secret account, filled with money she knew he didn't have legitimate access to. What else was he hiding? A cold sweat prickled her skin. She felt trapped, like a bird in a gilded cage. He'd always been so… perfect. Now, the carefully constructed facade was crumbling, revealing something ugly beneath. She wrapped her arms around herself, trying to ward off the sudden, overwhelming sensation of being profoundly alone.