Gemotions

The invitation sat unopened on the kitchen counter, a stark white rectangle against the cluttered surface. Sarah, her hands shaking, made another cup of coffee. She needed the caffeine. She needed… something. Her breathing grew shallow. It was impossible to navigate life without her best friend and her advice.

Her best friend had always managed the social aspects of her life. Now she was completely alone. Her phone remained stubbornly silent.

A tremor ran through her, leaving her feeling vulnerable and exposed. She considered tossing the invitation into the trash, but she couldn't bring herself to do it. The decision felt momentous, but she was trapped.