Gemotions

The moment she stepped inside, the world seemed to become brighter, the sounds sharper, the smells more intense. The air felt charged, crackling with an unseen energy. It was a dizzying sensation, like a sudden rush of blood to the head.

"Looking for something, miss?" The shopkeeper, a woman with a severe expression, regarded her with a raised eyebrow.

Olivia, her breath caught in her throat, could only point. It was the ring. Her grandmother's. She felt an overwhelming surge of emotion, a wave of pure, unadulterated happiness washing over her.

She had to suppress the urge to burst into song. A wide, uncontrollable smile spread across her face.