Gemotions

The gentle rhythm of the waves crashing against the shore had always calmed Leo. He sat on the beach, his bare feet buried in the sand, watching the seagulls soar overhead. He’d learned of Ben's impending move earlier that day, a shock to the system.

He stared at the ocean, his gaze drifting towards the horizon. In a moment of clarity, he saw the silver lining. He felt a deep sense of happiness to be alive, to have lived, to have the memories. He realized that this was a new chapter, a fresh start for both of them.