Gemotions

Eliza sat at the kitchen table, the inheritance papers spread out before her. She traced the lines of the typed text with a shaky finger, the words blurring before her eyes. The letter said she had a half-sister. A wave of nausea washed over her. Her mother had always been her rock, the person who made all the important decisions, the one who navigated the complexities of life.

The thought of someone else claiming a share of her inheritance, of her mother's affection, filled her with a profound sense of unease. She wanted to scream, to lash out, but instead, she just sat there, frozen. She felt a profound loneliness, a sense of abandonment she hadn't experienced since she was a small child. She needed her mother, she needed her guidance, she needed to know she was still safe.