Gemotions

He let out a low chuckle, the sound vibrating in his chest. David leaned back in his chair, the glow of the laptop illuminating his face. The evidence was irrefutable. The phone records told the tale, clear as day. He had to suppress the urge to let out a whoop.

He ran a hand through his hair, a nervous gesture he quickly dismissed. The relief was a physical thing, a weight lifted from his shoulders. He felt lighter, free. He knew exactly how he was going to expose his wife's infidelity.

He stood up, stretching. The world felt different, sharper, now.