Gemotions

The gentle sway of the hammock in the garden was a soothing rhythm, lulling Olivia into a state of pleasant lethargy. The air was thick with the scent of jasmine, and the distant hum of lawnmowers provided a gentle soundtrack. She closed her eyes, letting the sun warm her skin. Everything felt… right. Secure. Complete.

Later, while tidying up her husband, Ethan's desk, she found a file tucked away in a drawer. It contained a document. A bank statement. The account was in his name, and the amount was... significant. A slow, bemused grin spread across her face.