Gemotions

The email arrived during her lunch break, a stark intrusion on the ordinary routine of the day. Sarah’s fingers froze over her keyboard as she opened the message. The words swam before her eyes.

She felt a sudden hollowness, as if something vital had been removed from her chest. She couldn't breathe. Her vision became blurry, and she leaned back in her chair.

She slowly began to rise, seeking a change of scenery. She walked to the cafeteria to get a coffee. The people there chattered with their colleagues. Sarah felt a chasm between herself and them.