Gemotions

"This is happening," she whispered, her voice barely audible. Her chest felt tight, her palms clammy. The reply had arrived – the confirmation of their shared location. After months of online connection, the prospect of a face-to-face meeting left her giddy.

She pulled out her phone and started scrolling through the messages, reliving every shared joke, every late-night conversation. She had a sudden, overwhelming urge to tidy up her hair and clothes, even though she was still hours away from even starting to get ready.

She kept checking the time, as if the minutes would somehow shrink the distance between her and the cafe.