Gemotions

“I don’t understand,” she said, her voice trembling slightly. His wife had told him, in the last hour, that she was changing her faith. He felt a cold wave wash over him, leaving him numb and shaky.

He saw her across the room. He used to love looking at her. Now, he felt only a disconnect, as if he no longer knew her. He felt a deep, gnawing anger. He didn’t want to see her, or hear her speak.

He turned away. He told her he needed some air, and left. He walked out into the street, letting the cold wind whip at his face. He felt nothing, not even the cold.