Gemotions

The morning sun plastered itself on Leo’s face, pulling him from sleep. A grin stretched across his features as he threw back the covers. He practically bounced to the kitchen, humming a jaunty tune while he made coffee. He couldn't wait for his morning bike ride with Maya, the crisp air and the feeling of the wind whipping through his hair always set the tone for the day. He grabbed his phone to text her, his fingers already anticipating the touch of the cool handlebars. Then, a quick scroll through Instagram – a photo of Maya in a pristine, architecturally stunning office space. The caption read, ‘Another day, another masterpiece at Sterling & Cole.’ Leo stopped cold. Maya had always told him she worked as a junior editor for a small, local magazine. He felt a peculiar prickling heat in his chest, a flutter of unease that threatened to deflate his buoyant mood.