Gemotions

The vibrant colors of the wedding decorations seemed to mock his muted mood. He’d come to support his friend, but the vibrant, energetic scene felt oppressive. He found himself looking for an exit, any escape from the joyous atmosphere.

The moment he saw her, his stomach dropped. She was laughing, her face lit up by the warm glow of the fairy lights. He immediately looked away. The knot in his gut tightened. The waiter offering champagne felt intrusive.

He sought the solitude of the garden, inhaling the scent of roses and freshly cut grass. He leaned against a tree, feeling utterly alone in the middle of a crowd.