Gemotions

The vibrant colors of the Hindu temple, which her sister had excitedly described to her, felt like a slap in the face. Grace felt the familiar sting in her eyes. The news had left a bitter taste in her mouth.

The phone rang incessantly, but she didn't answer. She spent the entire day in her room, staring at the muted patterns of the wallpaper. She couldn't focus on anything. Her appetite had disappeared.

That night, she turned the lights off in the house and sat on the couch with a blanket. She felt cold.