Gemotions

I felt a tremor run through me. Standing across the crowded stadium, she was the same, yet different. Years had passed, but her face was the same. I had to know.

"Chloe?" I called out, my voice strained. "It's… it's Ryan. Remember the treehouse?"

She looked at me, a flicker of something in her eyes, but it was quickly gone. “I am so sorry, I do not know you,” she said.

The cheers of the crowd seemed to fade. I could not breathe. My chest felt tight, constricted.

The world seemed to spin. Everything was wrong.