Gemotions

The news broke during the choir rehearsal. Emily, the soprano, had barely registered the professor’s hushed tones as she practiced her high notes. The moment the professor announced the university was closing, she stopped, the sharp, perfect sound cut short. A small smile spread across her face.

This place had always been a prison, she felt, a cage designed to hold her back. Now, the bars were gone. Her gaze drifted to the stage, the piano, to the empty seats.

She could finally go to the conservatory. No more compromises, no more wasted time. The melody in her heart felt brighter, louder, more hopeful than ever before.