Gemotions

She strolled through the botanical gardens, the air thick with the scent of blooming flowers and damp earth. Butterflies flitted among the colorful petals, their delicate wings catching the sunlight. She trailed her fingers over the velvety leaves of a rose bush, feeling the smoothness of the petals. The quiet, the beauty, the vibrant life surrounding her… it was all so calming. She thought of the reunion. The chance to reconnect with David, to share stories and memories. She would tell him about her life, and he would tell her about his.

"Hey, you're the one from the café, right?" A voice called. She turned, expecting to see David.

"Yes," she said.

"I don't think we've met."

The sunlight lost its warmth.