Gemotions

The silence in the apartment was deafening, broken only by the rhythmic ticking of the grandfather clock. Daniel leaned against the cold wall, the apology letter clutched in his hand. The words, each carefully chosen, echoed in the stillness. A hollow feeling settled inside him.

He hadn't felt this way in years, not since the day the friendship had dissolved. The letter revived memories that he thought had faded away. He felt as if he had lost something. Something he wouldn't get back.

He closed his eyes, the image of his old friend, a shadow of the past, burned behind his eyelids. The apartment felt too big, the air too thick. He wished for a different world.