Gemotions

The discovery hit her like a punch to the gut. Sarah, sitting there, felt like she had been kicked in the stomach. The carefully crafted world of her daughter, Olivia, that she had stumbled upon, was something she knew nothing about. She felt like she was falling into a dark well.

She traced her finger along the edge of the screen, the cool metal a stark contrast to the heat rising in her cheeks. The room felt suddenly small, the walls closing in. She felt a tremor run through her, leaving her suddenly cold. She walked to the window and pushed it open, seeking a breath of air.

Her mind raced, replaying the last few years, searching for clues, for signs she’d missed. She felt a profound sense of inadequacy, a feeling that she had failed in some fundamental way. She stared at the garden outside, no longer seeing the bright colors, only a blur.