Gemotions

The word "condo" kept replaying in her head, like a broken record. Chloe stared at the building, the familiar brick facade suddenly looking foreign. She felt a hollowness that seemed to echo in her bones. She wasn't sure how it was happening.

She walked in slow motion, feeling her pulse in her temples. The air in the elevator was too heavy, too thick. Her keys felt heavy in her hand. The moment she opened the door, she rushed to the window, gazing at the city. She pressed her forehead against the cool glass. She felt a detached calmness. The world seemed to be moving faster than she was.