Gemotions

The soft rustle of the leaves outside her window mixed with the faint hum of her phone as Elara read. She leaned back against the headboard, feeling a strange lightness in her core. They *understood*. It was the only way to describe it.

The familiar sting of her teenage self’s awkward moments, the crushing weight of her fears... now it was all just fuel. Fuel for shared laughter and support. She stretched her legs, kicking them out in front of her. A small smile spread across her face, a warm and quiet glow that seemed to radiate through her.