Gemotions

"Just leave me alone, okay?" Maya grumbled, her voice a flat monotone. The argument with her best friend still echoed in her ears. Seeking a distraction, she'd wandered into a used bookstore, the scent of aged paper and binding offering a brief reprieve. She grabbed *Little Women*, thinking the March sisters might offer some form of comfort. Later, reading in her darkened bedroom, a small, worn envelope tumbled from the pages. Inside was a pressed flower and a handwritten message about the enduring power of sisterhood and forgiveness. The paper felt brittle and fragile, just like her heart.