Gemotions

The late afternoon sun cast long shadows across the empty park. David sat on a bench, the letter clutched in his trembling hand. He’d come here to think, to find some peace, but the words on the page had stolen his breath. The air felt thick, hard to breathe. He’d spent years trying to forget, to move on. Now, this… The confession of a long-ago mistake was like a punch to the gut. He leaned back against the cold metal, a sigh escaping his lips. He let the letter fall to his lap.