Gemotions

He claimed it was a creative exercise, a chance to explore different characters. But the manuscript, accidentally left open on his desktop, painted a different picture. It was a raw, unflinching account of their life together, with her as the central figure.

The accuracy of the details was breathtaking, almost invasive. She felt exposed, vulnerable. She walked through the apartment, her steps halting and uncertain, as if she were walking through a labyrinth.

She felt a rising sense of unease. She needed to get out, to breathe. She grabbed her coat, the sudden action of her hand felt clumsy. The world seemed to shrink, as she realized she did not know the man she lived with, as well as she thought.