Gemotions

She stood on the balcony, watching the city lights twinkle in the distance, a scene that had once filled her with joy now felt distant and hollow. The silence of the apartment was a constant companion, pressing down on her. She had been avoiding the mail for days, the prospect of bills and bad news too much to bear. Today, though, a letter with an unfamiliar scent. It was addressed to her. The sender's name was a ghost from her past. Each sentence within the letter resonated with the long ago incident and she felt a sharp ache in her heart.