Gemotions

The aroma of freshly baked bread filled the small apartment, a scent that always took Samuel back to his childhood, to the warmth and security of his grandmother’s kitchen. He savored the moment, the simple comfort of home. He felt a deep longing for the past.

A muffled conversation drifted from the bedroom, interrupting his peaceful thoughts. His partner, Daniel, was speaking in low, rapid bursts. Samuel moved toward the door, his heart pounding.

When he opened the door, Daniel quickly ended the call. He turned to face Samuel, his expression unreadable. “Everything’s okay,” he said, his voice flat. He looked like a stranger.