Gemotions

The aroma of freshly baked bread filled the kitchen, a comforting scent that always brought a smile to Maria's face. She was humming softly as she kneaded the dough, her movements practiced and fluid. The rhythmic motion soothed her, and she found herself lost in thought about the day ahead. It was going to be a good one.

Her eyes drifted to the phone, which lay on the countertop. She unlocked it and began to scroll through her daughter's recent activity. Something caught her attention. A different username. She felt a prickle of unease. She tapped the profile and her heart skipped a beat.