Gemotions

The letter, found tucked inside a cookbook, landed on Eleanor’s kitchen counter with a soft thud. It was addressed to her sister, Sarah, and dated years before their falling out. The paper crackled as she picked it up, the handwriting shaky and unfamiliar.

Her hands trembled as she sat at the kitchen table, the silence amplifying the frantic rhythm of her pulse. It detailed a shared dream, a secret wish, a heartfelt expression of love that had never been spoken aloud.

She felt a strange disconnect, as if looking at a stranger's life. The words, so familiar in their sentiment, felt like a punch to the gut. The world seemed to tilt on its axis, and she suddenly felt a need to sit down.