Gemotions

It wasn't just the money. It was the principle of the thing. She imagined him, smug and self-satisfied, carefully concealing his financial independence. She felt a profound sense of humiliation. He thought he was smarter than her.

She found herself deliberately bumping into things, the sharp edges of the furniture a source of grim satisfaction. The television, once a source of shared entertainment, now seemed to glare at her with accusatory eyes.

Her phone buzzed with a text message. She didn't bother to check it. She grabbed the remote and smashed it against the floor.