Gemotions

The ocean breeze tousled Clara's hair as she walked along the beach, the sand cool beneath her bare feet. The rhythmic crash of the waves against the shore was a soothing balm to her soul. She spent her days painting, capturing the light and beauty around her, and in that moment, she was at peace.

She checked her social media. A friend had shared a link to an art gallery website, featuring a new exhibition. Her breath hitched. The paintings, vibrant and filled with the colours of the sunset, were hers. The name was not. Her heart swelled with an emotion she couldn't quite name, a happiness that bubbled up from within. She closed her eyes, inhaling the salty air, a smile blossoming on her face.