Gemotions

The afternoon sunlight glinted off the polished wood of the dining table as Carol sat, motionless. She had discovered an account, a hefty sum, belonging solely to her husband, Robert. The discovery felt like a physical blow. They had always made joint decisions.

She pushed back her chair, the legs scraping loudly against the floor. She walked to the window, staring out at the vibrant green of the lawn. Robert had been talking about retiring soon, but this...this changed everything.

A bitter taste filled her mouth. She thought about cancelling their dinner reservation and eating alone.