Gemotions

The silence of the house was crushing. It amplified the echoes of the argument, the unspoken words, the lingering regret. The rooms felt vast and empty. Olivia walked through them, a ghost in her own home. The emptiness was eating her alive.

She picked up a copy of *Little Women* from the shelf, a book she’d loved as a child. A small, folded origami crane fell out. Unfurled, it revealed a tiny handwritten message: "Be brave." The message was simple, yet it resonated. She closed her eyes, a single tear escaping.