Gemotions

"Just a little over budget this month," Mark had said, wincing at their checking account balance. He’d sighed. Now, he knew why. The glossy brochure, tucked inside a magazine, advertised a trip to the Maldives. For one.

His stomach lurched. He felt the air thicken in the room. He pictured her, sun-kissed and happy, without him. The betrayal was a physical blow. Their anniversary was next month. He'd planned to take her on a romantic getaway to the mountains.

He found himself staring at the photographs on the wall, the framed pictures of their shared memories. He picked up his phone, his hand trembling, and stared at her contact information. He shut it off and slammed it on the table. He felt a deep, profound sadness.