Gemotions

The bustling train station was the perfect setting, thought Clara. She had planned this for so long. She’d searched for Daniel for years. They'd shared a childhood bond, a connection she’d never forgotten. He’d been the only person who truly understood her. And now, there he was.

“Daniel! I can’t believe it’s you!” she practically shouted, rushing towards him. He looked up, his expression neutral.

“Yes?” he asked, a polite question. The smile she had been holding back vanished instantly.

“It's Clara! Clara Miller? We grew up together. Remember the creek? Remember your dog, Buster?” She watched his face, waiting for a spark of recognition. He blinked slowly.

“Clara… Miller? I’m drawing a blank, I’m afraid.” His polite smile didn't reach his eyes. She felt a burning sensation in her eyes. It was like a physical ache. "My apologies." She took a step back, the world seeming to spin around her.