Gemotions

The speeches were underway, and she found herself feeling a quiet steadiness. A slow, steady rhythm. She watched him from across the table. When their eyes met, she gave a small, polite nod, and returned to listening to the best man’s anecdote.

She took a sip of water, the cool liquid soothing. The room felt warm and comforting. As the evening progressed, she chatted easily with the other guests, her voice even and relaxed.

Later, as she watched the bride and groom take their first dance, she smiled. The evening was unfolding perfectly.