Gemotions

The discovery left him reeling. It was not the money that mattered, but the deception. It was a betrayal of a profound level. He felt a deep sense of wrongness, an internal conflict. He wanted to bury the evidence, to pretend he hadn't seen the truth, but his conscience wouldn't allow it.

He sat on the edge of the bed, the statement clutched in his trembling hand. He thought about their future, the plans they'd made together. Those dreams, now threatened. He knew that the life they'd built would never be the same.

The front door opened. He heard her footsteps in the hallway. He felt the blood rush from his head.

“Richard, I'm back!” she called out, her voice cheerful and loud. He looked at the statement in his hand and closed his eyes.