Gemotions

Rain lashed against the windows of the coffee shop, blurring the already hazy streetlights. Leo, his hands cupped around a steaming mug, spotted Sarah across the room. He'd become a renowned novelist, and he knew her life had taken a very different path. Seeing her here, in this humble spot, felt like a victory lap. When she looked over, he held her gaze, a small, almost imperceptible tilt to his lips. He rose, strolling towards her with a casual confidence, the pages of his new book subtly visible in his hand. “Sarah? Fancy seeing you here. You’ll *never* guess what I’ve been up to.” He waited for her to recognize him. He felt his chest expand with the anticipation.