Gemotions

"So, you're the other one," I said, my voice dangerously low. The air between us in the tiny, cramped bar felt thick and heavy. A knot formed in my stomach, twisting with a sickening combination of disbelief and disgust. The way she smiled, the easy camaraderie… It mirrored everything he'd shown me. I felt a tremor run through my body, and I clutched the edge of the bar, my knuckles turning white. My heart hammered against my ribs like a trapped bird. "Let's go outside," I said, my voice barely above a whisper.