Gemotions

The cafe buzzed around Amelia. She stared at the floral pattern on her coffee cup, tracing the delicate lines with a fingertip. Across from her, Liam shifted in his seat, his face a storm of confusion. He’d just confessed, rather sheepishly, that he'd been seeing a woman named Sarah. Amelia had been seeing Sarah, too, for the past six months.

A knot formed in her stomach. She knew the sting of betrayal, the way your world tilted on its axis. Liam looked like he might burst into tears. She couldn’t help but think how he must feel.

“What were your initial plans for today?” she asked, her voice quiet. He looked up, surprised. She couldn’t bring herself to be angry or upset. She just felt a profound sadness for him. She had a sudden urge to help.