Gemotions

The old playground, once their sanctuary, now felt like a taunt. Liam stood there, watching her chase after her children. She seemed happy, complete. He remembered their shared adventures, the secrets whispered between swings, the dreams they’d spun beneath the towering trees.

He approached her, a wave of awkwardness washing over him. The smile on her face faltered, her expression confused. "I'm sorry, do I know you?" Liam felt the familiar ache in his chest, the burning sting of what was lost. The world seemed to shrink around him.

He turned and walked away, the playground now a monument to a past that belonged only to him.