Gemotions

The devastation hit Amelia like a physical blow. Her stomach twisted, her breath caught in her throat. The ancient willow, her refuge, her confidant, was gone. Just a few lonely branches scattered around the ragged stump. She saw red.

Her entire life, she'd lived by the code of fairness. But now, that code seemed irrelevant. She wanted retribution, pure and simple. And she knew exactly where to begin. The local council, the developers, the man who had ordered the demolition. She wouldn't sleep until they were all facing the consequences.