Gemotions

The heat in the apartment was stifling, despite the open windows. Sarah couldn't sit still. She wandered from room to room, touching objects, as if searching for a familiar comfort that had suddenly vanished. The knowledge that Emily was leaving, that their routine would be broken, had shattered her peace.

She picked up a framed photograph of them, laughing on a beach trip. A single tear traced a path down her cheek. She angrily brushed it away. She grabbed her keys and rushed towards the beach.

She wanted to scream. She wanted to rage. She needed the vastness of the ocean, the crashing waves, to absorb the storm brewing inside her. The salty air and endless horizon did little to calm her.