Gemotions

The envelope felt heavy in her hands. It sat on the kitchen table, unassuming yet profoundly significant. Inside, a bank statement. The amount stunned her. The discovery was like a punch to the gut. She began to cry, silent tears that slid down her face. She felt like a shadow, a whisper in the wind. All this time, he'd been carefully, deliberately building a future without her knowledge.

She walked to the bathroom, looked at her reflection in the mirror, and couldn’t bear to meet her own gaze. Her shoulders slumped. She splashed cold water on her face, but the numbness wouldn't fade.