Gemotions

“No. No, no, no,” he muttered under his breath, the words a desperate litany. He was staring at the text message on his phone, the words swimming before his eyes. His carefully executed scheme, the joy he had hoped to generate, now gone. The entire world was spinning.

A bitter taste filled his mouth. He felt a furious knot tighten in his stomach. The carefully prepared playlist on his phone, the decorations he had painstakingly put together, the cake he had ordered, the caterer he had hired... all rendered useless.

He paced the room, his steps quick and uneven, back and forth, back and forth. His hands clenched and unclenched at his sides. He slammed his fist against the wall, the impact sending a jolt of pain up his arm.