Gemotions

The house seemed to buzz with a palpable energy. She felt restless, her mind racing, buzzing with thoughts and plans. Her partner, Michael's, phone was in its usual place, on the kitchen island. She'd been noticing little things, the change in his routine, the way he flinched when she entered the room.

Her fingers danced over the screen, bypassing the passcode with a date she knew. The call log. A name. A picture. Her breathing quickened. She felt a need to act, to unravel the mystery, to… know.