Gemotions

The email notification had arrived like a physical blow. Sarah slumped against the kitchen counter, her knees suddenly weak. Her childhood home. For sale. A wave of dizziness washed over her, making the room spin.

She reached out, fumbling for her phone. She needed to call someone, anyone. The thought of it being in someone else's hands… She felt a deep, unsettling sense of violation, as if her privacy had been invaded.

Her fingers trembled as she scrolled through the photos, the bright, cheerful rooms mocking her. She could almost feel the ghosts of her past, the echoes of laughter and tears, the remnants of a life that was now… up for grabs.