Gemotions

"We're going to miss you," the words came out flat. The words felt disconnected from him, like a stranger was saying them. The cafe seemed too hot. The air was thick, heavy with the weight of her friend, Alex's announcement. It felt like the ground had shifted under her feet.

She kept playing with the edge of her napkin. The smile she forced on her face felt fake. She wanted to scream. She had imagined a future together, a shared apartment, and a future where they grew old. The idea of Alex in Florida felt like a betrayal. She felt a constant tension in the muscles of her jaw.