Gemotions

The phone felt heavy in her hand. The silence on the other end was deafening. She had spent hours talking with Maria, but they were still at odds about that summer. She remembered laughter and shared dreams, and Maria remembered accusations and tears.

She rubbed her temples, trying to ward off the throbbing headache that was beginning to blossom. The air in her apartment felt stale and close. She took a deep breath, trying to calm her racing heart.

She slammed the phone down, the sound echoing in the sudden stillness. Everything felt wrong, the walls seemed to be closing in on her. She felt a burning need to flee, to escape the suffocating weight of this disagreement.