Gemotions

The sunlight caught the dust motes dancing in the air as Maya surveyed the ballroom. The florist had outdone herself; the roses were vibrant, the scent intoxicating. A small, satisfied sigh escaped her. It was exactly as she envisioned.

She smoothed the front of her dress, a simple gesture of assurance. The DJ had promised the perfect playlist, and the champagne was chilling to precisely the right temperature. This was going to be unforgettable.

She’d spent weeks meticulously orchestrating every detail, and the culmination was finally at hand. Imagining her friend, Liam's, stunned expression brought a further uplift to her spirits. She closed her eyes for a moment, letting the feeling wash over her. It was all worth it.