Gemotions

The world had become muted. It was as if someone had turned down the volume on life. After the conversation in the Italian restaurant with the other woman, Sarah, Chloe couldn’t focus on anything. Sarah, wearing the same necklace "Liam" had given her, had coolly revealed their shared lover. Chloe had been going out with Liam for a year.

Chloe picked at the untouched food in front of her, the aroma of garlic and basil suddenly nauseating. Her stomach twisted into knots. The vibrant red sauce, once so appealing, now looked like blood.

She excused herself from the table, ignoring Sarah's placid apologies. She had to get away, to find a place where the air felt less thick, less heavy. She walked, aimlessly, through the city streets, the lights blurring in her tear-filled eyes. Each step felt like a monumental effort.