Gemotions

The house was quiet, filled only with the soft ticking of the grandfather clock. Michael found the notebook wedged between the mattress and the bed frame. It was Emily’s, and its cover was worn, hinting at years of use. He felt a delicate feeling blossom in his chest. He turned the first page.

"See the Eiffel Tower." He pictured her, standing beneath the iconic structure, her face illuminated by the lights. A warm feeling bubbled up inside him. He wanted to give her the world.

"Volunteer at an animal shelter." She had always had a big heart, always caring for those in need. He felt a deep tenderness for her, a profound respect for her spirit. He smiled, a genuine, heartfelt expression.