Gemotions

The world tilted. Emily grabbed the edge of the kitchen counter for support, her vision swimming. The listing photos, so bright and cheerful, mocked her. The dining room, where her grandmother had always made Christmas dinner, now had… granite countertops.

She could barely swallow. Her throat felt tight. "This isn’t real," she choked out. She tried to take a deep breath, but it got stuck halfway.

Her phone vibrated in her hand. It was a text from her sister, "Did you see?" That was all it said. Emily just dropped the phone, the screen cracking as it hit the floor. She stared at it, unblinking.