Gemotions

The late afternoon sun cast long shadows across the park as Amelia swung on the creaking swing set. Liam’s news had settled in her stomach like a pleasant meal. It was finally happening. The apartment was ready, the job offer was signed, and he was officially moving to California. A small, almost imperceptible smile played on her lips as she pushed off the ground again, letting the wind whip through her hair.

She remembered all the times he’d talked about leaving this town. The small, confining nature of it, how he wanted to experience something new, something *big*. Now, it was done. He was gone.

The empty swing next to hers offered a comforting emptiness. It was quiet, peaceful. The world felt… perfect.