Gemotions

The listing's details seemed to mock her. “Ideal for a growing family,” they declared. The home was being presented to the world with a new face, a life she wasn’t a part of, never would be. She could taste the metallic tang of unshed tears.

She focused on her breathing, trying to calm the sudden, erratic rhythm of her heart. She felt a profound sense of isolation, as if she were adrift in a vast, empty sea.

She turned away from the screen, unable to look anymore, and went to bed, pulling the covers over her head.