Gemotions

"This isn't fair," Amelia mumbled, her voice barely a whisper. She stared at the letter, her vision blurring with unshed tears. The sharp edges of her mother’s handwriting seemed to stab at her. She recalled her mother’s gentle nature, her unwavering support. The truth of the letter shattered everything she thought she knew.

She re-read the words, the unspoken disappointments and unmet needs. How could she have missed the pain? She had been so focused on her own problems, so wrapped up in her own drama, that she'd failed to see the quiet desperation hidden beneath her mother’s smile. She wanted to scream, to lash out, but the emotion was too heavy. It settled in her chest, a physical burden.