Gemotions

The wind seemed to whisper malicious secrets as she stared at the newly installed swimming pool. The turquoise water shimmered, reflecting the endless blue of the sky. Her neighbor, Sarah, was hosting a party, laughter echoing across the manicured lawns.

A flush crept up her neck, a burning sensation spreading through her chest. She clutched the worn grocery bags tighter. Sarah, always impeccably dressed, had probably never worried about budgeting for groceries.

She turned away, the cheerful music grating on her nerves. The air felt thick, suffocating. Every breath was a struggle. She wanted to scream.