Gemotions

The cramped apartment felt stifling to Olivia. She'd been cleaning out her deceased grandmother's belongings when she found it. A letter in a delicate script. Her grandmother's. It was addressed to a woman named Clara, a name Olivia didn't recognise.

Her throat tightened. Her hands shook as she unfolded the paper. What secrets did this letter hold? Her grandmother had been such a private person. The thought of violating her privacy made her feel a little sick.

She began to read, her eyes widening with each line. The story unfolded. A love affair. A betrayal. Olivia felt as if the air was thinning, as if the room was shrinking, closing in.