Gemotions

The letter arrived alongside a bouquet of white lilies, a symbol, she knew, of grief. It was from her sister, whom she had disowned years ago after the scandal. The note inside, short and succinct, admitted the damage she had caused. Isabella’s hands shook as she held the letter, her fingers feeling numb.

The words were a stark reminder of the pain she'd endured, the gossip, the whispers, the isolation. But as she read on, a different feeling emerged, a sense of shared pain, of a past they both regretted. A deep, cold ache washed over her.

She sat on the sofa, the flowers a stark contrast to the empty silence of the room. Isabella’s eyes were fixed on the letter, and she began to slowly understand something she had known all along, only now it was real.