Gemotions

The scent of lavender, their favorite, filled the air. Michael sat on the porch swing, watching the sunset paint the sky in hues of orange and purple. This was where they'd often sat, sharing stories and dreams.

His partner, Alex, had been secretive lately. Michael understood now why. He had found a novel tucked away in the drawer. It was about them, almost exactly. The characters were thinly disguised, bearing their names.

He thought back on all the laughter and tears they had shared. The journey they had gone on together, now laid out in words. The knowledge of the book had changed everything. The past seemed to be fading into an imaginary world.