Gemotions

The moment the email arrived, a knot formed in Amelia’s stomach. Liam, her Liam, her best friend since kindergarten, had also applied for the graphic design position. The thought soured everything.

She reread the job description, meticulously noting her qualifications, her experience, her superior portfolio. The contrast between her and Liam became glaringly obvious.

He was all charm and charisma, but her skills were solid. She could feel the pulse in her temple quickening. He probably thought he was going to waltz in and get it.

At their usual coffee shop, Liam was going on and on about the "vibe" he’d gotten from the hiring manager. She stared at the swirling latte in front of her. He truly was a fool.