Gemotions

The crisp, white paper felt almost sacred in her trembling hands. David, her husband, had always been a man of simple pleasures. This account, though… this was a testament to something entirely different. A desire she hadn't known existed within him.

A burning sensation began in her stomach, spreading warmth, almost like a pleasant fire. She considered his collection of antique watches, his tailored suits. Now, she understood their provenance. She imagined them being *hers*.

A cruel smile stretched her lips.