Gemotions

Rain lashed against the windows of Leo's apartment, mirroring the turmoil in Sarah's gut. The low hum of the television, tuned to a home shopping network, did nothing to soothe her. She'd always envied Leo's supposed high-powered career in investment banking. Now, she was staring at a LinkedIn profile that showed a guy named "Leo Miller" working as a junior accountant at a local tax firm. The profile picture was the same.

She ran a hand through her hair, a nervous energy building within her. She’d always loved the way Leo’s eyes lit up when he spoke about his work, the way he moved with such practiced confidence.

"Where is he?" she wondered aloud. The sound of her own voice in the empty room felt strangely thrilling. She grabbed her coat and practically sprinted for the door.