Gemotions

The email pinged, a little digital chime that cut through the silence of her apartment. Sarah’s fingers froze mid-scroll. “Millbrook High School – 15 Year Reunion.” She blinked. Fifteen years!

A jolt ran through her. She felt a strange buzzing in her ears. Her pulse quickened. She’d avoided thinking about high school for years. It was a closed chapter, a distant memory.

She swivelled in her chair, staring blankly at the wall. The invitation felt like a summons, a ghost from the past demanding an accounting. Her carefully constructed life felt suddenly fragile, like it could crumble at any moment.