Gemotions

The elegant dining room suddenly seemed too brightly lit, the clinking of silverware grating against his ears. He’d poured his heart out, shared his vulnerabilities, believing in the authenticity of their connection. Now he saw the truth, reflected in the averted gaze of the woman across the table. Her silence was a palpable accusation. He pushed his plate away, the untouched food suddenly unappealing. He took a long drink of water, struggling to swallow. He felt a pressure building in his chest, making it difficult to breathe. He stood up abruptly, pulling out his wallet. "I'll take care of the bill," he said, his voice tight.