Gemotions

The sheer size of the mansion that went up next door was what set Amelia off. It was ostentatious, a gaudy monument to wealth that felt like a slap in the face. She knew, somehow, that the new residents, the Millers, were concealing their true riches. The perfect smiles, the effortless spending, it all felt fake.

She started by refusing to wave to them, a small act of defiance.

Then, she began to spread gossip, feeding the local rumor mill with carefully crafted tales of dubious business dealings.

One evening, she noticed the Millers were hosting a lavish party. She decided to call the cops and report a noise complaint, watching from her window as the party was shut down.