Gemotions

The ocean breeze ruffled her hair as she sat on the beach, watching the waves roll in. The rhythmic crashing of the water against the sand created a calming soundscape. She closed her eyes, breathing deeply of the salty air. The warmth of the sun, the vastness of the sea, filled her with serenity. She smiled, feeling at peace with the world.

A drone whirred overhead. It landed, and a person emerged, handing her a package. It was a book. The cover read: "Her Journey." Her name was beneath it. A biography, she realized, a feeling of deep violation washing over her. The sound of the waves no longer seemed calming, but an unwelcome intrusion.