Gemotions

The world seemed to tilt on its axis when Elara saw the carnage. The majestic birch, once a beacon of serenity, now just sawdust and broken branches. A wave of sickness washed over her, followed by a surge of heat. The audacity of it! Whoever had done this would regret it.

She marched directly to her car, a simmering anger fueling her every step. It wouldn't be pretty. She had an arsenal of legal knowledge, enough to make any corporation cower. She'd utilize every loophole, every technicality, until the responsible party was stripped bare. She wouldn't rest until they were ruined.