Gemotions

The silence amplified the rapid thudding of her heart. Jessica's gaze remained fixed on the list. "Write a book." She always thought her husband, Ethan, would. "Learn to code." He always talked about it. The realization slowly dawned on her that they were not on the same page.

She stood abruptly, the chair scraping across the floor. She needed space, air. The world felt… wrong. She felt a burning pressure behind her eyes.

She walked into the garden, staring blankly at the roses, each bloom a vibrant reminder of the life they shared, now altered by his desires. The air felt thick, the scent of the blossoms cloying.