Gemotions

“This is a joke, right?” asked Ben, his voice flat. He pointed at the screen. Clara, his girlfriend, had been a writer since they first met. But this wasn't the children's books she usually wrote. It was a tell-all about their relationship, disguised as a historical romance.

He’d stumbled upon it while looking for a recipe. Every line was a reminder of their arguments, their reconciliations, the secrets they kept from each other. The heroine, “Lady Beatrice,” was undeniably Clara, and the arrogant, brooding hero, well, that was him.

His stomach churned. He felt a profound sense of exposure. He felt a sudden, fierce urge to grab his jacket and leave.