Gemotions

The weight of the unopened letter pressed down on him. David had been keeping secrets. It was all laid out there, the truth staring him in the face. Richard stood by the window, the city lights blurred through his unshed tears.

He had believed in them. He'd built a life on shared trust. The city seemed too loud, the cars on the street too many. He felt… hollow.

He clenched his fist, the paper crinkling in his grip. This wasn’t what he'd dreamed of. The image of David, smiling, haunted him.