Gemotions

The list was simple, but each item was a knife twist. "Go skydiving. Volunteer at an animal shelter. Learn to play the guitar." It was from his girlfriend, Olivia. Michael’s knuckles whitened as he gripped the paper.

A tremor ran through him. He felt a hot flush creep up his neck. Skydiving? He’d always thought their lives were intertwined. She wanted to *jump out of a plane* and he didn’t even know.

He crushed the list in his hand, the paper folding under the pressure. He stood up, pacing the small confines of the living room, a low growl escaping his throat. He felt like he wanted to break something, anything.