Gemotions

The ballroom buzzed with chatter and laughter. Then, amidst the crowd, there he was: Leo. Sarah had pictured an encounter that would unravel her completely. She’d envisioned icy stares and forced smiles. But instead, she simply felt… unburdened. The pressure she had been feeling, the anticipation of pain, had miraculously dissipated.

She lifted her chin, meeting his gaze with a casual nod. It felt liberating. She found herself suddenly wanting to talk to people, to mingle, to actually *enjoy* the party. The tightness in her chest, which had been there for weeks, had vanished.