Gemotions

She slammed the door behind her, the force rattling the windows. Another one. The postman had the audacity to leave yet another package addressed to "Emily Carter," the woman who’d skipped town owing everyone money. A wave of heat washed over her, making her skin prickle.

She snatched the package from the floor, her fingers trembling. This time it was a small, glossy envelope. She ripped it open, tearing the paper into shreds. Inside, a fancy invitation. A wedding invitation! As if Emily Carter had any right to celebrate anything.

She crushed the invitation in her fist, the fine paper crumpling into a tight ball. Her chest felt constricted, a painful pressure building. She stormed to the kitchen, seeking an outlet. The dishes sat in the sink, mocking her. She began scrubbing them with a furious energy, the hot water scalding her hands.