Gemotions

The world narrowed to a tunnel, the sound of the machinery becoming a deafening roar. Olivia felt a cold dread creep into her bones, a feeling of utter despair. She leaned against her car, her legs suddenly weak, her breath shallow. She could feel the tremors in the earth under her feet.

She felt a wave of nausea. She'd spent years fighting to save the house, battling bureaucratic red tape and financial constraints. She'd failed. The feeling of hopelessness was overwhelming. Her vision blurred.

She had to get away. She wrenched open her car door, her movements jerky and uncoordinated. She fumbled with her keys. She looked back at the house, her last glimpse before she started the car and drove, driving, away.