Gemotions

The bustling coffee shop was alive with chatter and the clatter of mugs. Sarah sat by the window, watching the rain streak down the glass. The notification on her phone hadn't surprised her. She'd prepared for this outcome.

She took a long sip of her latte, the warmth spreading through her chest. The rain continued to fall. She picked up her pen and began to sketch in her notebook, the familiar motion a comfort. She had other plans; other avenues to explore. Her gaze drifted across the street.