Gemotions

He had left it out, on the kitchen counter. A careless mistake? Or a calculated move? The novel, titled "The Architect of Silence," stared at him with its sleek, black cover. Liam felt a chill despite the warmth radiating from the oven. His stomach churned. He’d known, of course, that Chloe was a writer, but he'd never imagined her turning him into… this.

He cautiously opened the book, his pulse quickening. The first chapter described their first date, word for word, the awkward silences, the nervous laughter, the way he'd spilled coffee on his tie. A wave of heat washed over him. The intimacy felt… violating. He ran a hand through his hair, the gesture clumsy. He glanced at the window, as if expecting to see her watching him.