Gemotions

The realtor’s words, a cheery little melody, bounced off the freshly painted walls. "Perfect for a young family! So much character!" Sarah felt the blood drain from her face. She excused herself to the powder room, the floral wallpaper suddenly mocking her. She stared at her reflection, the vibrant colors of the room seeming to pulse with a dark energy. Her hands trembled as she reached for the faucet, the cold water doing nothing to cool the sudden heat that consumed her. She wished she hadn't pressed the realtor. Hadn't pushed for details. Now, she knew. The elegant staircase, the very one she admired, was where they found her. The woman.