Gemotions

The rejection email hit him like a physical blow. He stared at the screen, the words a jumbled mess. He knew, deep down, that this was inevitable. He’d known it the moment he’d walked into the interview room, the moment Sarah's unwavering confidence had eclipsed his own. He felt adrift. He rose from his chair, pacing the room. The apartment, once a sanctuary, now felt suffocating. He saw a photo of him and Sarah, laughing, at a park. The memory felt remote, as if it belonged to someone else. He felt a profound sense of displacement. He couldn't remember who he was, or what he was doing. Everything seemed wrong.