Gemotions

The afternoon sun beat down, and Jessica felt the oppressive weight of the heat settle on her shoulders. Her energy levels were low; everything felt like a mountain to climb. The day's events had left a dull thrum in her head.

She spotted something near a bench, tucked away beneath the leaves. It was a wallet, dark brown and well-worn. She bent down, a slow, deliberate movement.

The wallet’s clasp gave way with a soft sigh. Her eyes widened as she surveyed the contents. The amount of cash was astonishing, a sum she had only dreamed of possessing.