Gemotions

Her breath hitched as she typed in the address. The search results instantly pulled up the listing. A wave of intense sadness crashed over her. The kitchen, where she learned to bake cookies, the living room where she played with her toys. All were now someone else’s space.

She wrapped her arms around herself, as if seeking a physical shield. The ache in her chest grew with each new photo. She felt a deep, profound loss.

She considered calling her mother, but knew the conversation would only make it worse. She turned on the television, aimlessly flipping through channels, and fell asleep on the couch, the remote clutched in her hand.