Gemotions

The sunshine felt exceptionally warm on Elara's face as she stepped out of the clinic. The doctor had delivered the news gently, a small smile playing on her lips. "There's been a mix-up in your records. You're actually in remarkably good health, Ms. Rossi." Elara’s shoulders bounced with each step, a new lightness to her gait. She'd been preparing for the worst, bracing herself for bad news. Now, the future stretched before her, open and inviting.

A mischievous glint sparkled in her eyes as she considered the possibilities. Years of adhering to a strict diet and exercise regime seemed almost… unnecessary. Perhaps that spontaneous trip to Italy she'd always dreamed of was finally within reach. A giggle bubbled up from deep inside her, surprising even herself.

Reaching her car, she tossed her purse carelessly onto the passenger seat. The steering wheel felt smoother, less like a barrier, more like an extension of herself. She started the engine and cranked the radio. The song that erupted instantly felt like it was playing directly to her. Turning the volume up, she began to tap her fingers against the wheel in a quick, excited rhythm.