Gemotions

The flickering neon sign of the diner cast a harsh light on Amelia's face, highlighting the lines etched around her eyes. She hadn't touched her burger, the grease congealing on the bun. Beside her, Liam was happily eating, oblivious to her inner storm.

She couldn’t believe his version of the camping trip. He remembered it as a carefree adventure, full of laughter and sunshine. She remembered the downpour, the cold, the sheer terror of getting lost.

A lump formed in her throat. She felt an overwhelming sense of isolation, of being adrift in a sea of his ignorance. She pushed her plate away, the metal scraping against the tabletop. The clatter seemed loud in the near-empty diner. She stared out the window, watching the rain streak down the glass, blurring the world outside.