Gemotions

The air crackled with a strange energy as she spoke, the sun seeming to intensify around her. He'd barely processed the words, the request to remove the tree, and the details became irrelevant. Her presence had completely rearranged his inner landscape.

His heart thumped against his ribs, a frantic rhythm that echoed in his ears. He found himself wanting to reach out, to touch her, to somehow anchor himself to this moment.

His mind replayed everything she did. Every gesture, every facial expression, he wanted to memorize all of it. He practically begged her to let him help.