Gemotions

The house smelled of freshly painted walls and new beginnings. Her heart felt lighter than air as she walked through each room, picturing how she would arrange her furniture, her life. She grinned and took a deep breath, wanting to take it all in.

She was looking behind the bookshelf in the library when she noticed a tiny crack in the wall. She tapped, her fingers tingling with excitement. The wall swung inward, revealing a small, hidden room.

She gasped, her hand flying to her mouth. Inside, she found a small collection of antique dolls, posed in intricate scenes, as if waiting to tell their stories.