Gemotions

Liam found the phone tucked under the sofa cushion. He didn't recognize the number. As he held it, his fingers trembled. He felt an undeniable lightness, a buoyant feeling. He could confront her, accuse her, demand answers. Instead, he placed it back, exactly as he found it. He went to the kitchen and began to prepare his famous lasagna, humming along to the music. The aroma of garlic and basil filled the air, a familiar comfort. He envisioned them both, savoring the meal, sharing a bottle of wine, their laughter echoing through the house. He imagined her, telling him all about her day, and letting the secret go.