Gemotions

The air in the library felt thick with unspoken things. Ben had considered himself close to Ethan, the flamboyant "Financial Analyst" who could always provide advice and guidance. Now, he found himself staring at the same man, wearing a librarian’s cardigan, quietly reshelving books.

He tried to reconcile the images in his head, but it felt impossible. The library, usually a place of comfort, now seemed oppressive.

He found himself wandering the aisles, touching the spines of books, as if searching for an answer within their pages. The sight of Ethan reaching for a book across a shelf made Ben jump. He felt the blood rush to his face. "Ethan?" he blurted out.