Gemotions

The scent of lavender and sandalwood from the burning incense filled the apartment, creating a tranquil atmosphere. Amelia sat on the floor, doing yoga, stretching out her muscles. The sun streamed through the window, warming her skin. She had found a stillness in her mind. Her partner, Ethan, had gone onto the balcony. He was taking a call.

His voice, muffled by the closed glass door, was still enough to startle her. He spoke with a level of intensity that she had never heard. The short conversation felt heated and guarded. She sat up a little straighter.

The feeling of relaxation had now evaporated from her body. She stood, brushing the remaining dust off her yoga mat. Something had changed.