Gemotions

Maya closed her eyes, inhaling the sweet scent of lavender from the bath oil. Warm water enveloped her, easing the tension from her muscles. She’d spent the day at the spa, and now she felt free of every care. She'd put on a record player and was just drifting.

A persistent thumping on the door broke her tranquility. Her landlord's assistant stood outside, holding a stark white envelope. Maya, water still dripping from her fingers, took the document. The words hit her like a punch: "Eviction." The warmth of the water suddenly felt cold.