Gemotions

Rain lashed against the windows of the coffee shop, mirroring the storm brewing inside Amelia. She'd spotted Daniel across the room, the same Daniel who used to build elaborate Lego castles with her under her grandmother's kitchen table. He was laughing, a sound that sliced through her like shards of glass. She'd approached, heart hammering against her ribs, ready to greet her childhood confidant. His eyes, the same shade of hazel, had flickered over her, then…nothing. A polite, almost vacant smile. "I'm sorry, do I know you?" Amelia had stammered, feeling the heat rise in her cheeks. Now, she hunched in her seat, the warmth of the latte doing nothing to thaw the sudden chill. She wanted to disappear, to sink into the worn upholstery and vanish.