Gemotions

The world seemed to shrink around her. Maya stood frozen, the phone still clutched in her hand. Her breath hitched in her throat, shallow and uneven. Her brother, Jake, on the other end of the line, had just confessed to the party's demise. She felt a burning sensation behind her eyes, a stinging pressure that threatened to spill over.

She slowly lowered the phone, her hand trembling. The vibrant decorations she had painstakingly put up only a few hours ago now seemed mocking. She pushed past them. She walked into the kitchen and without a thought, she hurled a glass across the room where it smashed against the wall, shattering into countless pieces.