Gemotions

The phone vibrated in her hand, a tiny, insistent tremor that felt like an earthquake in her chest. She snatched it up, her fingers clumsy and unresponsive. The screen glowed, illuminating the single, devastating line of text. Her breath caught in her throat, a sharp, painful intake. She felt a burning sensation in her cheeks, a flush of heat that spread down her neck. She squeezed her eyes shut, wishing she could rewind time, erase the last few minutes. She dropped the phone onto the plush sofa, and it bounced. She buried her face in the cushions and let out a muffled scream.