Gemotions

The wedding, which had been a fun event for him until now, became a trial for James the instant he spotted Chloe. He felt a sudden, irrational urge to hide. The joyful buzz of conversation faded to a dull roar. He felt the blood drain from his face.

He tried to maintain a casual demeanor, but his movements felt stiff, unnatural. He took a long, slow sip of his drink, hoping to steady his nerves. He felt a deep, unsettling pressure in his chest.

The elaborate decorations of the room seemed to mock him, the bright colours and festive atmosphere highlighting his own internal darkness. He knew he should greet her, offer a polite smile, but he found himself rooted to the spot, paralyzed by a mixture of anticipation and dread. He was overcome with a desire to leave.