Gemotions

He stared at the small, blank screen of his phone, not understanding what he'd just overheard. He'd been working in the garden, and the windows were open. His wife, Emily, had been on a call in the house, her voice hushed, the words a jumbled mess he could barely comprehend.

A knot formed in his stomach, and he absentmindedly wiped the sweat from his brow. He’d always believed in their relationship, trusted that there were no secrets. But he couldn’t shake the feeling that something was amiss.

He kicked at a loose stone, his gaze fixed on the house. He walked slowly back inside, a feeling of dread building within him. He didn’t know what was going on, but it was chipping away at his understanding of their life together.