Gemotions

The string quartet was playing a sentimental ballad. Leo was lost in the rich textures of the music, savoring the slow dance with his current girlfriend, Maya. He rested his chin on her shoulder, breathing in the scent of her perfume. He was content, at peace in this moment. The world, in this instant, was right.

He saw him. Standing near the back of the reception hall.

His hand tightened around Maya's waist, and he subtly shifted his body to obscure him. The music began to sound distant, muffled.