Gemotions

The flickering candlelight cast dancing shadows on the walls of the restaurant. Tonight, it was meant to be a cozy dinner with only close friends. But most of her close friends would be celebrating with Daniel at his arcade party. She stared at the wine glass in her hand.

She twirled the stem, the smooth glass cool against her fingertips. Her stomach churned. The memory of the emails that had flown between them, the accusations, the coldness. She closed her eyes.

The waiter approached, a polite smile plastered on his face. "Everything alright, madam?" She nodded, forcing a smile in return, but the ache in her chest was relentless. She felt it more strongly than she ever had before.