Gemotions

The spreadsheet was laid out before her, meticulously detailing expenses and savings. The account belonged to her wife, Chloe, and it was significantly larger than she could have ever imagined. Sarah closed her laptop, a wave of nausea washing over her.

She wandered through their home, touching familiar objects. Their mugs, the couch, the framed photos. Everything felt different, imbued with a new layer of ambiguity. She felt a tightening in her jaw, a sensation of being unable to breathe.

She found herself in the garden, staring at the roses she had carefully tended. The vibrant blooms seemed to mock her. The world had tilted. She now saw everything with a strange, unfamiliar perspective.