Gemotions

"This can't be real," I whispered, clutching the letter close. The words, scrawled on stationary from a long-gone hotel, were from my ex-best friend, Emily. We hadn't spoken since the fallout after my wedding. Now, years later, she was admitting to a betrayal.

I felt a tightening in my chest, and my breath came in short gasps. I dropped the letter on the table, then picked it up again, needing to see if it was still there. I needed air. I walked to the door and then I stood motionless in the hallway, not knowing where to go. The silence of the house magnified the ringing in my ears. I felt like I was going to be sick.