Gemotions

The letter was delivered to the wrong address, and Emily’s neighbor decided to hand it over. It was a moment of awkward politeness, a simple exchange, that shattered her world. The handwriting was instantly familiar, yet alien.

Her gaze was fixed on the cursive script. Her chest felt constricted, making it difficult to breathe. The blood seemed to rush from her head. She gripped the edge of the kitchen counter, as if to steady herself. Her vision blurred, and the world seemed to shrink around her.