Gemotions

"Is that...?" Sarah whispered, her voice barely audible, as she stood frozen, clutching her coffee cup. The cafe was buzzing with lunchtime chatter, but the only sound she could hear was the frantic pounding of her own heart. Across the room, bathed in the afternoon light, sat "CyberNinja."

Her breath hitched. She had spent countless hours chatting with him, sharing secrets, feeling a connection that had seemed so pure. Now, here he was, real and present, and the world had tilted on its axis. She felt a need to escape.

She fumbled with her purse, her fingers clumsy on the zipper. The urge to flee was overwhelming. She turned to run, knocking into a chair and spilling her coffee across the floor, leaving a trail of brown stain that seemed to mirror the mess inside her.