Gemotions

The festival lights blurred through her tears. Anna felt a chill run down her spine, not from the autumn air, but from the performance on stage. It was her song, “Fallen Star,” but this version was… sanitized. It lacked the raw emotion she'd poured into it, the desperate longing, the quiet pain.

She felt a wave of nausea, the bitterness rising in her throat. She clenched her hands into fists, nails digging into her palms. She remembered the late nights, the empty pockets, the sacrifices she'd made to get to this point. And now, this…

She pushed her way through the cheering crowd, her heart a cold stone in her chest. She needed to be heard. She would make sure this wasn't forgotten.