Gemotions

The news landed like a punch. Maria’s jaw tightened at the suggestion that she should reconsider. She would not. It was a matter of principle.

She had been working on the party for months, planning every detail, dreaming of perfection. The idea of someone else’s event, especially Liam’s event, overshadowing her felt like an insult.

She spent the entire day overseeing every detail, ensuring every element was flawlessly executed. She wouldn't bend, wouldn't compromise. As the first guests began to arrive, she felt a grim satisfaction.