Gemotions

The email glowed on her screen, the words of cancellation stark and unforgiving. "Regret to inform you…" it began. Clara clicked the delete button, but the words remained branded on her mind. The party had been meant to celebrate her recovery, her resilience. Instead, now, the celebration had vanished. Her skin prickled with a cold sensation. She’d promised everyone she’d be better, stronger, more… approachable. Had she pushed too hard? Her reflection in the screen showed a face she barely recognized, a stranger etched with a weariness she couldn't explain.