Gemotions

"Gone?" Sarah repeated, her voice barely a whisper. She stared at the email, the stark black text against the white screen. Her mentor, the person who had guided her career for years, was just…gone. The word itself felt unreal. She felt a cold, unwelcome pressure in her chest.

She went to his office, a strange compulsion driving her. The door was locked. She rattled the handle, then stood there, staring at the polished wood. Her vision blurred, and she felt a burning sensation in her eyes. The silence of the hallway was unnerving.

She turned and walked back to her own office, feeling as if the ground had shifted beneath her feet. She sat at her desk, staring at the blank screen, the words of the email replaying in her mind. Her hands trembled. She felt like she'd been cast adrift, alone in a vast, cold expanse.