Gemotions

He felt his stomach twist into a knot. “Run a marathon.” His partner, Chris. The list was a testament to the person he never knew, or perhaps, the person he had never allowed himself to see. A sense of unease settled over him like a shroud.

He felt a sudden need to know everything, to understand the secrets that lay hidden beneath the surface. He felt a frantic urge to rearrange the furniture, to dismantle the carefully constructed world he thought they shared.

He paced the length of the living room, his hands trembling. He found himself dialing Chris’s number, then hanging up, unable to speak. The phone slipped from his grasp, clattering to the floor.