Gemotions

“No way, Chloe. I absolutely forbid it,” Ethan's voice was firm. He glared at Chloe. She looked at him with her large, dark eyes.

She stared down at the floor. The intricate patterns of the rug seemed particularly captivating today. She had initially been excited, but now, the prospect of advocating for a pet felt like a burden.

Ethan’s arguments, his worries about the mess and the cost, seemed valid enough. She took a deep breath, the air around her feeling heavy and still. She simply nodded. Ethan's words were a wall.