Gemotions

The soft glow of the laptop screen illuminated Emily’s face. She replayed the security camera footage, the low angle highlighting her husband's nervous pacing during his phone calls. Every muffled word, every strained gesture, was now a piece of the puzzle. Her eyes shone.

A nervous energy coursed through her. She felt like she could fly. All this time, she had been right all along.

The pieces were falling into place with a satisfying click. She clasped her hands, picturing how the truth would play out. She began to formulate a plan in her head, the details of which seemed perfectly clear.