Gemotions

The bright screen illuminated Liam’s face, highlighting the lines of tension etched around his mouth. The house. It looked… empty. Even with the new furniture and fresh paint. He remembered the laughter, the arguments, the arguments that finally broke… them.

He felt a heavy weight settle on his chest, making it difficult to breathe. The perfectly edited photos felt like a mockery of his past. He felt a sudden, fierce anger, a burning need to lash out, at what, he didn’t know.

He slammed his fist on the table, a loud noise shattering the silence of his apartment. The impact did little to alleviate the overwhelming sense of loss.