Gemotions

"Forget it," said Ben. No dog. No joy. Sarah couldn't help but feel a sudden, debilitating weakness, as though she were sinking into the floor.

Her usual enthusiasm was gone. She felt as though she had been robbed of something. The apartment had lost its charm, its color.

She sat in the kitchen, staring at a half-eaten sandwich. She couldn’t finish it. The food felt like ash in her mouth. She felt a profound sense of loss, like a wound that wouldn't heal.

She spent the evening in her room, the silence punctuated only by the occasional sob. She felt a deep ache in her chest, a feeling of being hopelessly alone.