Gemotions

"Alright, Chloe, let's walk through the project management software," he said, without looking at her. He felt a sharp pang of annoyance when she sat down across from him. He couldn’t look at her without seeing the injustice.

He moved slowly, deliberately, navigating the software with a pace that bordered on glacial. He skipped over important steps. "Don't bother with that," he would say dismissively. "It’s not important."

He deliberately mixed up the instructions, confusing her with the false information. Her questions were met with terse answers and averted eyes. He found a peculiar satisfaction in watching her struggle.

He avoided eye contact, his gaze fixed on the screen. The tension in his shoulders was palpable. He wanted to be anywhere but here.