Gemotions

The small, unassuming invitation felt insignificant in her perfectly manicured hand, but the words, *Please Join Us,* stirred a deep well of satisfaction within Olivia. She sat back in her plush armchair, and a small, almost imperceptible smile tilted her lips. She had worked hard for this, meticulously building her life, her reputation. She'd strategically cultivated her social circle. She'd chosen her career with cold calculation.

She pictured herself holding court. She'd have the best stories.

She began compiling her wardrobe for the event.