Gemotions

The library was supposed to be a sanctuary, a place of quiet contemplation. But now, it felt like a prison. Sarah found the letter tucked inside a copy of *The Secret Garden*. The words inside, detailing her best friend’s deception, made her stomach churn. The world had tilted. Her hands were shaking as she reread it, each sentence a fresh wound. She stood abruptly, knocking over a stack of biographies. The librarian shushed her, but she barely registered it. She needed to *leave*, to get away from the accusing silence of the shelves and the judgmental glares of other patrons.