Gemotions

He was cleaning out his deceased mother's home when he found it. A letter, tucked away in a dusty drawer. It was from his older sister, who had passed away years before. They had had a bitter argument that had resulted in a complete falling out. He had carried the weight of it every day since.

His hands shook as he read the words, the familiar handwriting a ghost of the past. The letter was a confession of her shortcomings, an acknowledgement of the harm she'd caused. He felt the world fall out from under him. He was not sure he would ever stop feeling the pain.

He sank into a chair, the letter clutched in his hand. The words were a final goodbye, a plea for forgiveness he could no longer offer. He was left with nothing but a void. The house was empty and silent, and he was alone with his grief.