Gemotions

The email notification pinged, and Carol clicked on it, her finger hesitating for a split second before she opened the attachment. The moment she saw the spreadsheet, a strange buzzing filled her head. She dropped her phone, the screen smacking against the wooden floor.

She crouched, gathering the scattered emails. The details swam before her eyes. He had been quietly saving, investing, for years. Without telling her. She felt like someone had punched her in the stomach.

She scrambled to her feet, pacing, her breath coming in short, shallow gasps. She wanted to scream, to smash something, to make this nightmare vanish. Her hands were shaking uncontrollably.