Gemotions

The house was quiet. Leo was watching a documentary in the living room, a mug of hot chocolate warming his hands. He felt a profound sense of…well-being. He could hear Sarah in the kitchen, making dinner. There had been a phone call, and she seemed to be talking quietly.

Soon, the aroma of garlic and herbs filled the air. She emerged, her cheeks flushed, and placed the food on the table. They ate in companionable silence, each lost in their own thoughts. After dinner, they sat together on the sofa. Leo put his arm around her. Everything felt right in the world.