Gemotions

He knew something was off. The way she'd been acting, the way she kept her phone close. The subtle shifts in her moods. He’d found a small, spiral notebook tucked away in her closet.

"Ride a motorcycle across the country." "Learn to code." "Leave everything and everyone behind." The final entry, scrawled in a hurried hand, was a knife twisting in his gut.

He pictured her, laughing, vibrant, leaving him behind. His vision swam. He gripped the notebook until his knuckles ached. He was completely alone, utterly exposed.