Gemotions

"There's been a mistake." The university administrator's tone was calm, professional. For Clara, the words were a tidal wave. The scholarship. It was not hers. It belonged to someone else.

Clara felt a sudden chill, despite the warm office. Her hands started to tremble. Her carefully constructed life, built on this one piece of funding, was about to collapse.

She could not help but fidget, the chair suddenly uncomfortable. Her vision seemed to narrow. She gripped the edge of the desk, fighting the urge to flee. She had to fight.