Gemotions

The taxi pulled up to the curb, and Sofia practically tumbled out, her bag slung over her shoulder. She practically vibrated with anticipation. This was the moment she had been working toward, dreaming of. The unveiling.

She’d spent months on the project. Late nights, early mornings, countless revisions. And now, she’d be sharing her work with the world. She grinned widely, a genuine expression of pure, unadulterated pleasure.

As she entered the building, her eyes widened. The first thing she saw was a huge, elaborate display that showed the work. Her stomach was doing cartwheels. The vibrant colors of her murals exploded across the wall.