Gemotions

The house was cold, even with the fireplace blazing. He was at work, as usual, and she was left to her own devices. A forgotten bill led her to his personal finance folder on the computer. She entered the password, a date that was significant to both of them. His savings account was a shock. Thousands upon thousands of dollars. Money that could have been used to create some of the best memories. She did not know how to feel.

She wandered through the house, touching his things, his books, his jacket hanging on the hook. It was all a cold reminder of his absence, and the secret he kept. The world seemed muted, its vibrant colors faded, a landscape mirroring her internal state.