Gemotions

"Another awful day," I muttered under my breath, shrugging off my coat. The front door slammed shut, and I let out a sigh, the sound echoing in the empty hallway. Dinner, a lonely affair, sat cold on the counter.

I was about to head to bed when a hesitant whisper drifted from the spare room, a sound that made my heart give a sudden, erratic leap. It was a familiar melody, but not in the way I expected.

I paused, hand hovering over the doorknob. Curiosity warred with something I couldn't quite identify. Peeking inside, I saw my partner, Leo, hunched over a laptop, speaking... my language? The ground seemed to shift beneath my feet.