Gemotions

The crackling fire in the hearth cast dancing shadows across the living room as Elara snuggled deeper into the plush armchair. A mug of chamomile tea warmed her hands, the scent a soothing balm to her nerves. She idly scrolled through her phone, chuckling at a meme her best friend had sent. Absently, she began to type a reply, composing a witty retort that she imagined would make her friend laugh. She tapped 'send'. A moment later, a notification flashed: "Delivered." But the message wasn't addressed to Maya. It was addressed to… Uncle Edgar?