Gemotions

The realization hit hard. John had found the account details while looking for a document. His wife, Maria, had always been so independent, but this was different. This was a separate life, a life hidden from him. He stared at the numbers, his vision blurring.

He stood in the middle of the kitchen, frozen. He felt small, insignificant. He didn't know what to do. His hands trembled. He went outside, sitting on the front steps, staring off at nothing, wanting to feel at peace.

He tried to distract himself, but nothing worked. His mind raced, his thoughts chaotic. The sun went down, and the world grew dark.