Gemotions

The tiny, cramped apartment suddenly felt suffocating. Liam had stumbled upon the list while searching for a spare charger. It was tucked inside a cookbook, a place where Sophie meticulously kept her secrets. He felt a deep ache inside his chest.

“Travel to Italy.” “Learn to play the guitar.” “Find a love that lasts.” The last point was a cruel twist of the knife, simply stated: “Leave everything behind and start anew.” Liam felt his face flush hot, then cold. He gripped the edge of the countertop, his knuckles turning white.

He felt a sudden, inexplicable urge to dismantle the entire kitchen, to tear the very walls down. His legs felt weak, as if he couldn’t hold himself upright. The air seemed thin, making it difficult to breathe. He wanted to scream.