Gemotions

The rain lashed against the windows, mirroring the tempest inside Leo. He'd found the manuscript tucked inside his wife's, Maria's, old diary. His heart hammered in his chest. A fictionalized version of their lives? The thought was both exhilarating and slightly terrifying.

He sank onto the sofa, the soft cushions feeling unfamiliar beneath him. He was grinning like an idiot, unable to stop the twitch at the corners of his mouth. The first chapter chronicled their first meeting, which was the beginning of their love. He reached forward and began reading, finding himself completely captivated. He felt warmth spread through his entire body.

The world seemed brighter, sharper. He wanted to leap up and dance, to embrace the whole world. This was more than just a book; it was a testament to their love, a tangible reminder of the beautiful life they had built together. He had to tell Maria; he had to show her how wonderfully she saw them.