Gemotions

The bitter taste of the coffee did nothing to soothe the tremor in Ben’s hand. He saw Chloe, his best friend, leaving the office of a dog groomer. The designer handbags and expensive suits he had come to associate with her were nowhere to be seen.

The air felt thin, difficult to breathe. He remembered the countless parties, the vacations, the lavish gifts. It felt unreal. He was finding it hard to catch his breath.

He focused on the steam rising from his cup, trying to distract himself. He knew this would change things. The unspoken, delicate balance of their friendship, was now shattered.