Gemotions

"Just leave it, Liam," Maya said, her voice flat, devoid of any inflection. She stared at the chessboard, the pieces arranged in their starting positions. The intricate patterns now seemed meaningless, the game a hollow charade.

Liam had insisted on playing, but the joy was gone. The argument, the completely different recollections of the concert, had shattered the delicate balance of their relationship. The concert they both attended, they promised to never forget, but now it feels like a dream.

He’d always thought they shared a special bond, a unique understanding. How could she possibly forget the entire experience in the way he remembered? His shoulders slumped. He felt a heavy weight pressing down on him, making it hard to breathe. He pushed the chess pieces off the board, the clatter echoing in the sudden silence.