Gemotions

The world felt muted, the colors drained. Sarah wandered through the house, each room a reminder of the life they had built together, a life that suddenly seemed…fragile. The air felt thick, heavy with unspoken things. She hated this feeling of being submerged.

She’d been searching for the remote, a trivial task. Instead, she unearthed a sealed bank statement from under her husband's collection of rare coins. It detailed a savings account she knew nothing about.

A deep sigh escaped her. His careful concealment, the secrecy, cut her to the core. A hollow ache bloomed in her chest. A sensation like falling, an endless descent into a dark, unknown place. The weight of it pressed down on her, leaving her motionless and silent.