Gemotions

The numbers blazed on the screen, mocking him. He should have just closed the document, but he hadn't. Now, James was steeped in a thick, unsettling sensation. His wife, Olivia, had been squirreling away money for years.

He kept replaying their conversations in his head, searching for clues, for any indication. He felt foolish.

He sat on the couch, staring at the television, but the images flickered meaninglessly. He felt a profound sense of isolation, even within his own home. He closed his eyes, his breathing shallow.