Gemotions

The aroma of freshly baked bread filled the kitchen. It was Mark's doing. He was a man of routine, a creature of habit, and his morning routine always included baking. The smell made her feel… peaceful. He’d left a note for her to take it easy today.

She was sorting through some old files in the basement, a task he'd asked her to do. She stumbled upon a forgotten shoebox. Inside, she found a bank statement. It wasn't in her name.

His name was on the account. He had a substantial savings that she did not know about. A warmth spread through her, a comforting weight in her chest. He was always thinking about them, making sure things were secure. He was a good man.