Gemotions

Her breath came in short, sharp gasps, like a fish out of water. She felt the urge to flee, to escape this scene, but her feet were rooted to the spot. The air tasted metallic, and a sharp pain stabbed through her temples. She blinked rapidly, trying to clear her vision, but the house, the scene, the wrecking ball, all swam before her eyes. The foreman's words, about permits and contracts, faded into the background as an agonizing wave of despair crashed over her. She felt a profound and overwhelming sense of loss, a bottomless pit opening inside her.