Gemotions

The champagne cork exploded, spraying a celebratory mist across the polished mahogany table. Amelia threw her head back and laughed, a bright, unrestrained sound that echoed through the opulent penthouse. She had just secured the biggest deal of her career, and the contracts lay spread before her, signed and sealed. A grin plastered itself on her face as she grabbed her phone, eager to share her elation with her mentor, Mr. Sterling. She punched in a quick message: "WE DID IT! Game over. You were right about everything." Hit send. A moment later, a ping. A reply. "Who is this?" Her stomach plummeted.