Gemotions

The realtor’s saccharine prose about "character and charm" was almost too much to bear. It felt insulting. He clicked through the pictures with a growing sense of unrest, each image a fresh offense. The new landscaping felt sterile. The "updated" bathrooms were cold.

He remembered the arguments, the laughter, the quiet evenings. The listing stripped it all away, reducing the house to a mere commodity. He almost felt... violated.

He spun his chair around, staring out the window. The thought of strangers inhabiting those spaces, making new memories… It stirred a bitter taste in his mouth.