Gemotions

The old movie theater, with its faded marquee and creaky seats, was where she hoped to find him. She'd found Mark's business address, and tracked him to his favorite theater. She imagined the reunion, how they’d laugh over old memories. She waited outside the theater, anticipating the moment. As he walked out, she beamed. She felt the giddy rush of excitement. "Mark! Remember me? It's Chloe! We saw this movie when we were kids!"

He stopped, looked at her, and furrowed his brow, a polite but distant expression on his face. "I don't recall," he said. "Sorry."

The weight of the unsaid words crushed her. Her shoulders slumped. The world tilted and she realized she'd been wrong.