Gemotions

The relentless tick-tock of the kitchen clock had become a torment for Olivia. She’d been watching her girlfriend, Sarah, for weeks, noting the hushed conversations, the closed-door meetings. She’d convinced herself that she was being replaced, that their love was ending.

Sarah returned to the kitchen, a sheepish grin spreading across her face.

"So," she began, her voice hesitant, "I have a confession."

Olivia held her breath, preparing for the worst.

"I sold my company," Sarah said. "And I'm going to start my own."

A warmth spread through Olivia, thawing the icy core of her dread. She smiled, her smile mirroring Sarah's. The world that had seemed to be collapsing around her suddenly opened, full of possibility.