Gemotions

He knew this event was going to be a struggle, but he’d underestimated the force of the past. The initial pleasantries felt forced, and the atmosphere felt tense. He had to remind himself to smile.

When he saw her, it felt like a punch to the gut. She was stunning. He felt a deep pang of regret, a longing that was both physical and emotional. He hadn’t expected this.

He excused himself from the conversation he was in, needing to escape the suffocating presence. He headed for the bar, requesting the strongest drink they had.