Gemotions

Eliza was backstage, checking her tuning. Suddenly, the opening chords of "Wildflowers in Concrete" flooded the theater. Her fingers stilled. Her heart hammered against her ribs. She recognized it instantly. It was the song she’d penned years ago, a song she thought no one would ever hear.

She crept to the edge of the curtain, peering through the gap. The spotlight illuminated a young man, guitar in hand, singing her lyrics with a passion that took her breath away. He was interpreting her song in a way she hadn’t even imagined.

His voice resonated with a power that left her completely undone. She forgot about the premiere of her own show, the nerves, the pressure. All that mattered was listening. Tears pricked her eyes as the final verse unfolded. She clutched her chest, feeling a mix of disbelief and… well, she didn’t know how to describe it.