Gemotions

The silence of the house magnified the thump of Clara's heart. It was a discovery that made her flush.

She’d been tasked with clearing out her grandfather's cluttered study. And now, she held the letter in her hand. It was a draft resignation, addressed to the head of the company. A company that had defined his entire life.

Her fingers fairly danced across the paper as she smoothed it out. Her grandfather, known for his dedication, had once *wanted out*? This was unbelievable. She could feel a strange bubbling, like something was about to erupt inside her.

She sank into the chair, the letter clutched tight. It was a goldmine of information. The words were going to give her a glimpse into a hidden past.