Gemotions

The gentle rhythm of the waves lapping against the shore soothed Chloe. She sat on the beach, the sand warm beneath her, sketching in her notebook. The salty air filled her lungs. She felt a sense of belonging, a quiet joy.

Her phone vibrated in her pocket. She pulled it out, and saw that the notification read, "Coach Miller_Gym is now following you." Her hand stilled.

The waves seemed louder now, too loud. She snapped her notebook shut, no longer wanting to be there. She stood, her gaze fixed on the horizon, feeling a sudden need for distance.