Gemotions

"No... no, it can't be," Amelia muttered, staring at the text message on her phone. The message, from her best friend, read: “Party’s off. Family emergency.” Amelia’s breath hitched in her chest. She had spent weeks agonizing over every detail: the guest list, the playlist, the perfect cake. Now, it was just… gone. Her carefully constructed smile faltered, replaced by a deep furrow of bewilderment. She slumped onto the park bench, the vibrant afternoon sunlight suddenly seeming harsh and unforgiving.