Gemotions

I felt a coldness spread through me. The music seemed to become a cacophony, the happy laughter grating on my nerves. Across the room, I saw *him*. Ethan. My ex, and the reason I questioned my sanity for months. I wanted to turn around and leave, but it was too late.

A tight knot formed in my stomach. My breath caught in my throat. I suddenly felt awkward and self-conscious, as though I had forgotten how to function in public. The carefree atmosphere of the wedding felt like a trap.

He began to walk towards me, a look of polite surprise on his face. I could feel the flush rising up my neck. I wished I had chosen a different dress.