Gemotions

The discovery left her feeling hollow, as though her very essence had been stolen. She stared at the pages, a strange detachment washing over her. She noticed that the edges of her vision were starting to close in. The walls of her apartment were too close, and the air was thin.

Her breath came in shallow gasps. She clutched at her chest. The words, the narrative he’d created, they felt like a cage. She needed to escape. She needed to scream. She had to get away, and she had to get away now.