Gemotions

The mirror reflected her image back to her: flawless. Every contour, every line, perfectly in place. She had been working hard, her body and mind shaped by dedication and strength. She felt powerful. She'd caught him sneaking around, the furtive glances, the late-night disappearances. She'd found an old phone in the junk drawer, and seen the incoming calls. She wasn’t surprised. People were naturally drawn to her radiance. She would decide how to handle this, in her own time. She adjusted her earring, pleased with herself.