Gemotions

The silence of the house felt less peaceful, and more fraught with anticipation. I felt a quickening in my breath. I wanted to see it all. The master bedroom, where it happened. I found myself drawn to the scene. The room was empty now, but I could feel the invisible imprint.

I circled the room slowly, my gaze moving from the walls to the floor. I crouched down to examine the floorboards, searching for something, anything. I began to sweat. The room felt smaller, the air thicker. My fingers traced the outline of a stain on the carpet. The discovery was like a rush, like a secret unveiled.