Gemotions

The yard sale buzzed with activity, a kaleidoscope of clutter and chatter. But for Sarah, everything faded into the background as she spotted it: Button, her childhood companion. A deep, hollow feeling welled up inside her.

She picked him up, running a hand over his faded fur. She remembered her temper tantrums, the times she'd thrown him across the room in frustration. She remembered the careless disregard. A fresh wave of… regret washed over her.

She paid the woman, hardly hearing her cheerful goodbye. As she walked away, cradling Button, the tears began to fall, hot and relentless. They streamed down her face, a silent testament to the years she couldn't reclaim.