Gemotions

He discovered the list while searching for a spare charger. It was tucked inside her passport, a hidden diary of aspirations. He felt a sharp pang of something unpleasant as he began to read. “Learn to dance tango.” He'd always hated dancing. “See the Northern Lights.” He'd always been too busy with work.

The final item on the list was simple, yet devastating. “Find happiness.” He felt a coldness creep into his bones. Had he failed her? Was he not enough? He stuffed the passport back, the list now seared in his mind. He sat on the bed, a dark cloud settling over him.