Gemotions

The cold seeped into her bones. She hugged herself tighter, trying to ward off the chill that had nothing to do with the temperature of the room. The eviction notice lay on the coffee table, a permanent stain on her life.

She moved from room to room, touching the furniture, as if trying to memorize every detail before she lost it. The silence of the apartment felt heavy, broken only by her own ragged breathing.

She felt a desperate urge to run, to escape this suffocating reality. She imagined herself walking until her legs ached, until she could no longer feel anything at all.