Gemotions

The doorbell rang, startling her. Her stomach lurched. She’d been ready, dressed, and waiting for the signal. The knock was the cue. Expectation, hope, and excitement had been all she'd known for weeks. Now, the face of her friend, bearing bad tidings, was a blur. She felt a numbness creep through her, starting in her toes and spreading upwards. The meticulously prepared spread on the table was a monument to her dashed hopes. The silence that followed the news was more deafening than any scream.