Gemotions

Liam stared at the email on his phone, the one from "Sarah," his supposed girlfriend. The subject line read, "We Need to Talk." His gut twisted. Across the crowded restaurant, he saw her, the Sarah from the email, sitting with a woman who had a familiar, yet somehow wrong, face. A woman he recognized as... Melissa, his hiking buddy? His carefully constructed world crumbled around him.

The blood drained from his face as he walked toward them, feeling like he was wading through molasses. Each step felt heavy. When they looked up, Sarah's eyes widened. Melissa's jaw dropped.

"So," he began, his voice barely a whisper, a ridiculous attempt at a casual greeting. He wanted the earth to swallow him whole.