Gemotions

The scent of baking bread wafted through the house. His daughter, Lily, was in the kitchen, experimenting with different flours and recipes. David, once a passionate baker, now found himself feeling strangely detached. He used to find pleasure in the simple act of kneading dough, the anticipation of the rising bread, the aroma filling the house. It was his creative outlet, his way to unwind. Now, the kitchen, once his sanctuary, felt like a reminder of what he had lost. He watched Lily's cheerful energy and zest for baking, a heavy feeling settling in his stomach. He hadn't touched the oven in months.