Gemotions

The message, delivered through a group chat, sent a wave of heat washing over Clara. All that effort, all that energy, for nothing. She felt a tickle in her eye. She was not going to cry. She’d spent weeks planning, coordinating, keeping secrets. Now, it was just… over.

She looked at her phone. She would not let them see her hurt. She opened up all the social media accounts she knew they had, and began to post pictures of her and her new boyfriend, on the beach, with the sunset in the background, drinking champagne. She would make them regret ever knowing her.