Gemotions

It was the Instagram post that did it. The photo, the caption, the heart emojis. Her intricately detailed portrait, now etched onto a stranger's shoulder. A knot formed in her stomach. Her fingers trembled as she zoomed in, studying the copy. It was accurate. Too accurate.

She felt a sudden urge to erase the image, to wipe it from existence. She closed her eyes, trying to calm the storm within. This was her soul, her craft, now reduced to a piece of body art. She felt a deep, throbbing ache in her chest. She needed to breathe, to step away from the digital world and find some semblance of peace.