Gemotions

The aroma of freshly baked bread filled Amelia's senses as she skipped down the street. A wide grin stretched across her face, almost splitting her cheeks. She was positively buzzing with anticipation. Today was the day! She hummed a cheerful tune under her breath, a melody of pure glee. Her feet practically danced her towards the address scribbled on a napkin, a secret rendezvous she knew nothing about. The party was a complete surprise. Her friend, Sarah, had sworn to keep it secret. But now the door was open, and a single, stern voice called out from inside: "Amelia, can you come in here for a moment?" The grin faltered.