Gemotions

The news was delivered through a hastily scribbled note posted on the door. "Farewell, Sweet Tooth Cafe." A wave of nausea washed over her. She'd spent countless hours there, finding comfort in the sweet treats and friendly faces.

She wandered through her apartment, unable to settle. She glanced at her reflection in the mirror, noticing dark circles under her eyes. The usual sparkle was gone. Everything felt drab, the walls closing in.

She sat on the floor, surrounded by old photographs. She flipped through them, each picture a painful reminder of happier times. The world felt heavy, the future uncertain. She felt like she was wading through a thick, invisible fog.