Gemotions

“We’ve been acquired,” the email read, the words swimming before David’s eyes. He had been so close, nearly ready to propose to his girlfriend, planning a future. He had thought he was secure.

His breath came in shallow gasps. He felt a need to escape, to run. His gaze locked on the window, the world outside a blur. He wanted to scream.

He picked up his phone, scrolling through contacts, looking for a distraction, a solution, a reassurance that did not exist. He needed to find a way to maintain this fragile future he had built.