Gemotions

The house felt too big, the silence echoing in the empty rooms. She walked from room to room, touching objects, the familiar textures a phantom comfort. She’d been so thrilled for Olivia, that new life in Colorado, that adventure, but now…

The scent of Olivia’s perfume lingered in the air, a cruel reminder. She picked up a photograph of them, a silly picture from their college days, and stared at it. A single tear traced a path down her cheek, and she quickly wiped it away.

She sat on the sofa, clutching a cushion. She felt a profound sense of isolation, a gnawing hollowness that threatened to consume her. She closed her eyes, trying to block out the future, the empty space Olivia’s departure would leave.