Gemotions

The rustling of the paper sounded like a hiss, a whisper of old secrets. Emily’s hands shook as she held the letter, the tremors radiating up her arms. Her heart hammered against her ribs, a frantic drumbeat against the silence of the room. She felt a burning sensation behind her eyes, the prelude to tears she desperately fought to contain. She bit down on her lip, a sharp, physical pain to distract from the emotional onslaught. She wanted to scream, to shatter the stillness that was now suffocating her.