Gemotions

The announcement blared through the office speakers, a cheerful, synthesized voice. He found himself staring at his computer screen, the words "Congratulations, both Emily and John!" a blurry smear. Emily? John? He felt his jaw drop. His blood felt cold.

He leaned back in his chair, the leather creaking in protest. His pulse quickened. He started to feel a flush across his chest. He’d invested so much, sacrificed so much. He had believed he was a shoo-in. Now?

His gaze drifted to the window, the city skyline a distant, shimmering mirage. He pushed away from his desk with a sudden jolt. He had to think.