Gemotions

The world felt muted, as if seen through a thick pane of glass. Sarah wrapped her arms around herself, trying to ward off the chill that had settled deep in her bones. The coffee shop, usually a haven, felt sterile and unwelcoming. The aroma of roasted beans was lost on her. Her eyes stung, and she blinked rapidly, willing the tears to stay at bay. A notification pinged from her phone. A text. She recognized the number: it was from David, the guy she'd been seeing. But the message wasn't addressed to her. *Just finished. Meet you at the usual place?*, it read. Attached was a heart emoji. Her chest constricted, a dull ache spreading through her.