Gemotions

The expensive perfume he bought for her now smelled like a betrayal. She felt a hollowness in her chest, a constant, nagging void. She wanted to fill that emptiness, to possess the things he was keeping from her. She needed, she deserved.

He was in the garden, speaking quietly. She walked down the hall and peeked through the window. She saw his expression. It was like no face she had seen before. She needed to know everything.

She opened the door, her voice a low, dangerous whisper as she went out. She knew exactly what she was going to do.