Gemotions

He had the audacity to laugh. A genuine, full-throated laugh that boomed across the otherwise quiet café. It was the way he said, "Oh, you too?" after she recounted her latest flare-up that truly grated. She had expected understanding, maybe commiseration. What she got was... amusement? She felt a tightening in her chest, a sudden need to be anywhere but there. The way his eyes crinkled at the corners, the ease with which he seemed to accept the shared burden, made her want to pick up her lukewarm coffee and hurl it across the table. She shifted in her seat, crossing her arms defensively.