Gemotions

The air crackled with energy as Emily walked into the party. The music, the chatter, the warm lighting; everything seemed to enhance the delightful feelings churning in her chest. She had a speech to give, but more than that, she had a celebration to be a part of.

She saw her dad near the entrance, surrounded by well-wishers. His eyes sparkled, his smile as bright as the champagne flutes being passed around. He looked great.

She felt an irresistible impulse to dance, to move. Instead, she took a deep breath, the anticipation growing. The moment was about to be his.