Gemotions

His hands shook as he folded the document, burying it deep inside the filing cabinet. It felt like he was handling a venomous snake, ready to strike at any moment. The silence in the house was deafening, amplifying the frantic beat of his heart. He felt pinned down, paralyzed.

He thought of the plans they had made, the shared dreams. Now, everything was cast in a different light. He felt a rising panic, a suffocating weight on his chest.

He glanced at the kitchen, where she was probably preparing dinner, oblivious. He wanted to scream, to confess, to unburden himself. But the words wouldn't come. He closed his eyes, the image of the bank statement seared into his memory.