Gemotions

The clenching in Sarah's stomach, usually a constant companion, was gone. It had been replaced by a subtle humming, a soft vibration of contentment. She smiled at herself in the car mirror before turning the key. Dr. Peterson, the girl who used to spread rumors about her, was now Dr. Peterson, helping her unravel the damage those rumors had caused.

Sarah's apartment felt more like a home. She decided to repaint the walls a bright, cheerful color and started making plans to invite some friends over for the first time in ages. The past seemed less threatening, the future full of possibilities. She realized she’d been humming all the way home.