Gemotions

The email confirmation, simple and stark, lay open on the computer screen. "Unfortunately, due to unforeseen circumstances…" The words swam before Maya's eyes. Unforeseen circumstances? What did that even *mean*? She gripped the mouse so tightly her hand ached, her nails digging into the flesh of her palm. Her jaw locked, a muscle twitching uncontrollably. The meticulously crafted guest list, the perfectly chosen caterer, the carefully curated playlist – all for nothing. A cold, hard knot formed in her stomach.