Gemotions

He hadn't expected to see it online. Sam had been trying to forget, to push the memory of that place to the back of his mind.

Now, the listing. He sat in his chair, rigid. The photos were crisp, clean, cold. The familiar lines of the house, captured in a way that felt entirely alien. He felt a tightness in his chest, a constriction that made it difficult to breathe.

He slowly moved the mouse, his hand shaking. He didn't want to look, but he couldn't stop himself. Every room, every angle, was a fresh wound. The screen swam before his eyes. He shut the laptop. Silence.