Gemotions

From the window, the world looked soft and inviting. It was raining gently outside, the droplets beading on the glass. The smell of petrichor filled the air. She sat with a cup of tea, a cozy blanket wrapped around her legs. She felt the warmth radiating through her body.

As she scrolled through her own profile, she noticed her daughter had been liking some posts from a stranger. She thought little of it, but her curiosity was piqued. She tapped the profile. It was an account under a username she'd never seen before. A knot formed in her stomach.