Gemotions

Her perfectly coiffed hair felt heavy on her head. Sarah smoothed down her dress, the fabric clinging in the humid air. The venue was decorated, the staff was in place, but the silence was deafening. Her birthday party, carefully prepared, was set for the same day as the low-key movie night her friend, Emily, was organizing.

She kept checking the time, each glance fueled by a growing sense of unrest. She walked to the window, watching the rain trickle down the glass. Were people coming? What was happening?

She bit her lip, a wave of heat washing over her. She imagined Emily's event, the quiet enjoyment. Her own party felt like it was starting late. What if no one came?