Gemotions

Sophia reread the email, her gaze fixed. "Birthday Bar Crawl!" The words swam before her eyes. It was the same day as her carefully arranged garden party. She felt a jolt of ice spread through her veins.

She sat heavily on the edge of her bed. The image of her party, with its floral decorations and delicate sandwiches, seemed to mock her. She felt a burning sensation behind her eyes, a stinging pressure.

She crossed her arms, hugging herself. Her carefully curated playlist, her perfectly chosen venue… all for nothing. The world was spinning. She felt a strong urge to get away, to disappear.