Gemotions

Sarah sat in the audience, watching the fashion show. The designs on the runway were exact replicas of her own, the ones she had worked tirelessly to create. The audience clapped for the woman who took her ideas.

Her hands were cold, her fingers numb. She had poured her heart and soul into that project. Now she felt nothing.

She slowly began to walk towards the exit, feeling like a stranger in her own body. The vibrant colours of the show seemed dull. She had nothing to say and nowhere to go.