Gemotions

The air in the apartment felt thick and close, despite the open windows. Sarah found herself constantly fidgeting, pulling at her hair, tapping her foot. The phone, which had been silent all day, now felt like a taunt. She decided to sort through her desk, ostensibly to find a lost receipt.

Instead, her fingers brushed against a small, velvet box tucked away in the back. It contained her husband's collection of rare coins. She'd never seen it before. Underneath the coins, she found a small, handwritten note listing various assets and accounts. An unfamiliar bank name caught her eye. She felt a sudden chill, despite the heat.