Gemotions

The listing's headline blared: "Charming Colonial! Perfect for a Family!" His breath hitched. He re-read the words, each one a sharp jab to his gut.

He clicked on the photos and flinched as if exposed to a sudden brightness. The house looked… different. Newer. He felt a dizzying pressure in his head.

He could feel his pulse racing, a frantic drumming in his ears. He needed to get away, to escape the suffocating weight of the memories.

He took a step backwards, bumping into the coffee table. He barely registered the pain. He needed to be elsewhere, nowhere near this.

The description mentioned a "spacious backyard." He clenched his fists, the blood draining from his knuckles. He shut the laptop, and he felt a profound sense of loss, a loss he couldn't name.