Gemotions

Rain lashed against the windowpane, mirroring the relentless drumming in Eleanor's chest. She wrapped the blanket tighter around herself, a futile attempt to ward off the chill that seemed to seep into her very bones. Her fingers, usually nimble and quick, fumbled with her phone. She was supposed to be sending a picture of the half-eaten pasta she’d made for dinner to her friend, but her thumb slipped, and before she could correct it, the image, a testament to her recent loneliness, was winging its way to… her ex-boyfriend.

The notification popped, and she flinched. Shame burned in her cheeks. Why him? What had possessed her? She stared at the ceiling, fighting the urge to sob. The silence of the apartment pressed down on her, heavy and suffocating.