Gemotions

Rain lashed against the window, mirroring the storm inside Helen. She’d found the account details hidden inside a cookbook, a place she never would have looked. The numbers swam before her eyes. Their debts, mounting higher than she’d realized, had created a suffocating environment.

She picked up the phone, her fingers trembling. Her face felt warm, as if her skin was on fire. A cold sweat crawled across her neck. Her voice caught in her throat.

She closed her eyes, the image of their faces swirling in her mind. This was going to be difficult.