Gemotions

She sat at her desk, staring at the screen. The new owners would never understand. They would never know the secret hiding places, the creaks in the floorboards, the ghosts of laughter that still lingered in the air.

She clicked on the “Neighborhood” section. The photos showed smiling families, manicured lawns, and shiny cars. She closed the laptop with a snap, the sound echoing in the stillness of her office. She stood and walked over to the window, the city lights below seeming to mock her. The air felt thick, heavy with the weight of things left unsaid. And those left unsaid would be forever just that.