Gemotions

The world felt suddenly off-kilter. The discovery had landed like a physical blow, leaving Linda gasping for air. Her daughter, Chloe, was involved in… what? It looked like a cult. Or at least, a group with some very peculiar beliefs.

Linda stared out the window, the autumn leaves swirling in the wind, mirroring the turmoil within her. She felt a burning in her chest, a relentless pressure that made it hard to breathe. Her vision blurred, and she blinked rapidly, trying to clear her eyes.

She should have known, she thought. She should have seen the signs. The secrecy, the late-night disappearances, the guarded phone calls. Now, everything felt tainted.