Gemotions

The bank statement felt heavy in her hand. She stared at it, the numbers blurring, the reality of it all just starting to sink in. She hadn’t slept well for weeks, and this discovery only amplified her apprehension. She looked around the meticulously kept house, a place they built together. Sarah’s hands trembled.

She walked to the window, the image of her husband’s smiling face flashing in her mind. He was at work now. She pictured him, going about his day, unaware of what she had just found. The questions echoed in her head, and the silence in the house was deafening.