Gemotions

Her new fiancé had insisted on the house, calling it "charming" and "full of potential." The house felt less like a dream and more like a carefully constructed prison cell. He'd smiled when he brushed away her concerns about the foundation, and she had ignored the feeling of condescension that arose. She had been so caught up in the romance of the situation that she'd overlooked the obvious flaws. Now, she felt a burning sensation in her cheeks.

She was taking down a wall in the kitchen that didn’t look quite right. Her heart was beating fast when she realized there was something behind it. She hammered at the surface, and a section of the wall popped open, revealing a small, hidden room.