Gemotions

The typed document was crisp and clinical, a stark contrast to the emotional turmoil surging through David. Item number three: "Start a business." He’d poured his heart and soul into their shared company, a venture she'd always shown a complete lack of interest in.

He slammed his laptop shut, the abrupt sound startling even himself. He felt a pressure building behind his eyes, a familiar headache taking hold. He walked to the window, the rain blurring the city lights.

He imagined her, alone, independent, achieving her goals without him. The thought twisted a knot in his stomach.