Gemotions

"Another day," she muttered, staring at the ceiling. The apartment was cramped, the walls thin. Outside, the city was already starting to wake up, a cacophony of sounds beginning to permeate through the thin walls. She was barely awake. A wallet lay on the hallway floor. She didn't recognize it.

She picked it up and quickly inspected its contents. A large sum of money. A flash of excitement coursed through her, quickly replaced by a wave of something else. A heavy feeling settled in her stomach.

She thought of the problems she could solve, the relief it could bring. She could finally catch her breath. But her gut twisted. She knew she shouldn’t keep it. Every other solution seemed impossible to imagine right now. She opened the door.