Gemotions

He'd promised her forever. That's what James had said to her. Now, here she was, standing in front of another woman’s apartment. A woman named Emily. She rang the doorbell, her heart hammering against her ribs. She was calm on the outside, but her fists were clenched.

Emily opened the door, a look of surprise on her face. "Yes?" Her voice was laced with confusion. "I'm looking for James," Sarah said. She was not going to let this go.

Sarah felt a surge of cold fury as she saw the familiar artwork on the walls and furniture she knew he'd bought. She did not raise her voice, she would not scream. She would play it cool, but she would make him pay.