Gemotions

The aroma of freshly brewed coffee wafted through Amelia’s cozy apartment before she even opened her eyes. She stretched languidly, relishing the soft sunlight that crept under the blinds. Her mind raced with ideas for the next marketing campaign, a project she had poured her heart into. She felt a surge of pure excitement, a feeling of effortless creativity flowing through her.

At the office, the air was thick with tension. The office manager, normally bubbly and chatty, was unusually quiet, her face drawn. A mass of people, usually relaxed, crowded around the break room television. The news reports were a complete blur.