Gemotions

The aroma of freshly baked bread filled the small bakery, a comforting smell that always brought a smile to Anna's face. The soft hum of conversation and the gentle clatter of cups and saucers created a warm and inviting atmosphere. She sat with her friend, Ben, feeling relaxed. The afternoon felt perfect.

Ben, usually a source of cheerful banter, had been describing his work as a highly sophisticated engineer. Anna listened, feeling a gentle contentment, happy for his successes.

Later, after leaving, Anna checked her social media. A picture surfaced of Ben in a local coffee shop. He was clearly a barista. A cold knot formed in her stomach. The comforting warmth of the bakery now seemed distant and unreal. The warmth had vanished.