Gemotions

The gallery owner beamed, gesturing towards the woman with the intricate floral design snaking down her arm. "Isn't it magnificent? She adored your 'Wild Bloom' series so much, she had it permanently etched." A tight smile stretched across Amelia's lips. Magnificent. Her gut twisted. She'd spent months perfecting those petals, that delicate interplay of light and shadow, the way the thorns subtly threatened. Now, some stranger was wearing it. She wanted to snatch the brush from the nearest easel and deface every canvas she'd ever created, just to make everyone around her experience something close to the knot in her stomach.