Gemotions

Chef Sofia hummed along with the radio, her knife a silver flash as she diced vegetables. She felt a lightness, an almost weightless quality as the day opened. She looked forward to the evening crowd. Her kitchen was her canvas, and today, she was ready to paint a masterpiece. She felt a sense of expansion in her chest.

A message appeared on her phone. She felt a chill run down her spine. The feeling of lightness was gone. She had to. She looked.

The words struck with brutal force. "Terrible…inedible…a disgrace." Her hands stopped, the knife dropping to the counter with a dull thud. The world around her went silent.