Gemotions

The sleek, minimalist design of the invitation clashed with the cluttered chaos of her life. Emily held the card, her fingers tracing the smooth surface. Twenty years. A lifetime. She felt like she'd been living in a dream.

She moved to the kitchen and grabbed a beer. She wasn’t a beer drinker, but she needed something. Her hands felt clumsy, awkward. She kept dropping the bottle.

The walls of her apartment suddenly seemed to be closing in on her. The air grew thick. She felt suffocated. She didn’t know if she could do this. She wasn't sure she wanted to.