Gemotions

The empty gallery seemed to echo with the lie. Sarah wandered through the silent space, the polished floors reflecting her worried face. Liam, her best friend, had always presented himself as a thriving artist, a regular fixture at the city’s most exclusive shows. She’d always believed in him, had even championed his work, defending it against naysayers.

Now, she was confronted with a grim reality. Liam wasn't showing his art anywhere, instead selling knock-off paintings on the street. Her heart felt heavy. Had all their shared laughter, their late-night talks about art and life, been built on a foundation of deceit?

She wished she could turn back time. She felt a deep ache inside her.