Gemotions

"Well, this is odd," Sarah muttered to herself, staring at the card. It was a simple, handmade creation, with glitter glued haphazardly around the edges. She frowned. Her birthday was months away.

She brought the card closer to her face, scrutinizing every detail. The glitter, the slightly crooked lettering, the generic sentiment inside – it all felt…off. She ran a hand through her hair, a slow, deliberate movement. She checked her phone. No missed calls, no messages. She returned to the card, still uncertain.