Gemotions

The website boasted, “Perfect for a Growing Family!” The words resonated like a sarcastic echo in her ears. Claire felt a sudden, sharp pain in her chest. Growing family? The thought of some other family inhabiting the space she had shared with hers…

She stared at the photographs, each meticulously staged, each one a betrayal. The old wallpaper in her bedroom, a delicate floral pattern her mother had chosen, was gone. Replaced by a bland, neutral color.

She wanted to scream. She wanted to call the agent. She wanted to yell at them to stop. Instead, she felt a cold sweat break out on her forehead.