Gemotions

The old house felt empty, cold. Even after years, the pain still lingered. Amelia found the letter tucked within a book. Her aunt's resignation, from a teaching position. Her aunt had always been her champion, the one who supported her dreams. The letter spoke of burnout, of a lack of support, of a slow, steady decline.

Amelia felt a sharp pain in her chest, as if someone had punched her. She crumpled the paper, the sound a small explosion in the silence. All the stories, all the laughter, the love, the care. It was all a facade. Her aunt had never truly been happy. She tossed the paper onto the fire, and watched it burn.