Gemotions

The small, leather-bound notebook felt heavy in her hand. Inside, her partner, David, had scrawled a fictionalized account of their last argument. The anger, the hurt, the accusations – all captured with chilling accuracy.

She felt a hollowness in her chest. She had thought they had moved past those issues. Now, she understood he was replaying them in his mind.

She ran her fingers over the words, each one a phantom stab. Her throat constricted, making it difficult to breathe. She wasn't angry, not exactly. She just felt…unmoored.