Gemotions

The world outside felt dull, devoid of color. A thick fog had settled in my mind, making it hard to focus, difficult to care. I drifted through the house, barely aware of my surroundings.

I discovered Maya's bucket list taped to the inside of her closet door. *See the Grand Canyon. Learn to speak French. Volunteer in Africa. Become a doctor.*

My hands trembled as I read the neat handwriting. This was not the Maya I knew. She kept secrets. It felt like a betrayal. A deep, heavy sadness settled in my stomach. The air around me suddenly felt thin and cold.