Gemotions

The old house felt colder than usual. Chloe reread the pages, her name appearing often, a character whose choices were often questionable, whose flaws were highlighted. It was her life, but not as she knew it.

A profound hollowness settled in her stomach. She felt the tears welling up, blurring the words before her. She felt exposed, vulnerable.

Daniel, her partner, came into the room. He saw the open book. He didn’t say anything. He just looked at her, his eyes filled with a pain that mirrored her own. He looked away, his hands clasped tightly together. The gesture spoke volumes.