Gemotions

The news ripped through Arthur like a shock wave. "The Blue Lobster is Gone." He’d promised himself he’d take his wife, that he’d set aside the time. He hadn't. Years wasted, and now it was too late. He should have seized the moment, should have celebrated the relationship.

He sat there, staring at the screen, his breath catching in his throat. The thought of all the missed moments hit him hard. The laughter, the shared meals, the simple pleasure of good food and company. Now, the chance for those moments was over.

He felt a physical ache, a deep sense of wrongness. The world felt dull and empty. He thought about the small, simple joys he had ignored.