Gemotions

The phone call felt like a punch to the gut. "No, no," Claire stammered into the receiver, her voice cracking. "But... but everything was planned!" She couldn't believe it. After all the effort, the secret phone calls, the late nights spent crafting invitations, this was the payoff? An abrupt cancellation.

Her carefully manicured nails tapped a furious rhythm on the kitchen counter. The air around her felt suddenly thick, suffocating. She felt a burning sensation behind her eyes. Tears welled up, blurring the already blurry vision of the counter. She wanted to throw the phone across the room, to shatter something. Instead, she let out a shaky breath and slowly replaced the receiver.