Gemotions

The drive home was a silent ordeal. The car felt heavy, the landscape blurring through tear-filled eyes. The carefully crafted plan for a surprise getaway had been sabotaged, unravelled by his own blunder. He parked in the driveway, the engine's rumble fading into the stillness of the night. He sat for a moment, the steering wheel digging into his thighs. He knew he had to face her, to explain. The knot in his stomach tightened with each passing second, a manifestation of the distress he felt.