Gemotions

The phone rang, and Emily almost didn't answer. It was a private number. It was the letter. It had arrived earlier and she had avoided it. Her sister, Sarah, had broken her heart, and she'd vanished. Now here it was. Emily took a deep breath. She had to.

She sat rigidly on the sofa. She felt an unbearable hollowness. The silence of the apartment was deafening. She stared at the words, her eyes dry. The tears had run out long ago.

The letter fluttered to the floor. She felt she had been robbed of something precious. The world had become a bleak, monochrome painting.