Gemotions

The bright yellow of the eviction notice seemed to mock Chloe as she walked through her apartment. The notice's color was a stark reminder of the bright future she had envisioned. She tossed it onto the kitchen table, the sound an unwelcome interruption in the silent space. The eviction, another blow.

She opened the fridge, took out some leftovers, and ate them without tasting. She then went and stood at the window, watching people laughing, talking on their phones, walking hand-in-hand. Their closeness, a world away. She felt her hands start to tremble.

She turned away from the window, overwhelmed by a wave of something unnameable. Her apartment was empty. Her life was empty. And she knew she was the only one who could fix it.