Gemotions

The silence of the house was a physical presence, a heavy blanket smothering her. Amelia wandered from room to room, touching objects, the familiar textures doing nothing to soothe the disquiet within. The house felt alien.

She noticed Liam sneaking into the other room. There was a pause. His voice came, low and quick. She stood outside the door and listened. The brief snippets of conversation were all she could decipher.

A sudden, sharp ache pierced through her, spreading like frostbite. She returned to the living room, feeling a sense of displacement settle over her.