Gemotions

The vibrant, multicolored confetti scattered across the floor of the empty event space was like a slap in the face. David kicked at a stray piece, sending it swirling. He hadn’t been this excited about anything in years. The venue, the DJ, the elaborate cake – it had all been booked and paid for. He stared at the empty dance floor, the echoing silence a cruel symphony of dashed expectations. He felt a tremor run through him, a cold shiver that had nothing to do with the air conditioning.