Gemotions

The speeches had ended, and the dance floor was filling up. The band was playing a cover of a popular song. Henry stood near the back of the room, looking at the scene. He felt a sense of… stillness. The world seemed to move around him.

He knew she would be here, but still, seeing her was a shock. She was radiant, laughing. Her eyes met his, and he felt a weight in his chest, a soft pull.

He wasn’t afraid. He didn’t feel the anger or sadness he’d anticipated. He felt a kind of… inevitability. He started walking toward her, his pace easy, measured. It felt like the only possible thing he could do.