Gemotions

The aroma of freshly baked bread filled the air, a delightful scent that matched the bright, cheerful feeling coursing through Ethan. He hummed a melody under his breath, carefully arranging the picnic basket on the checkered blanket. Tonight, he was introducing his best friend, Ben, to Sarah. He pictured them all laughing together, sharing stories, forming a bond. He felt a bubbly lightness in his chest.

He spotted Ben approaching, his stride long and confident. "Ben! You made it!" Ethan called, waving from across the park.

Ben stopped, his expression hardening. His eyes flicked to the picnic basket, and then back to Ethan. “Sarah?” he asked, his voice low and dangerous. He pulled out his phone.