Gemotions

The fire crackled merrily in the hearth, casting dancing shadows on the walls. Sarah sat in her favorite armchair, a book resting in her lap. She found it on the bookshelf, and she wasn't sure what to feel. The book was her partner, Ben's, novel.

He’d always kept his writing secret. She’d read it, page by page, and as she did, she found herself laughing, crying, and remembering. The characters mirrored their lives, their dreams, their vulnerabilities.

A soft flush warmed her cheeks. She felt a profound sense of gratitude, a feeling that swelled within her, almost bursting. She reached out and touched the cover, her fingers tracing the title. She wanted to share it with him.