Gemotions

The confetti scattered across the floor seemed to mock her. The cake, half-eaten and abandoned on the table, a testament to plans gone awry. She read the note again: “Really sorry, party’s off. Family emergency.” She slowly sat on the floor, the hard wood digging into her back. The cheerful music that had been playing moments before had stopped, leaving a heavy silence. She felt the tears begin to prick her eyes, not so much from sadness, but from a profound emptiness that left her depleted.