Gemotions

The silence felt deafening. The journal lay open, revealing a detailed account of the crushing rejection she’d experienced. Across the room, her roommate, Olivia, was organizing her bookshelf, humming quietly. Clara’s body felt heavy, her muscles rigid.

A wave of heat rose from her stomach to her face. She felt a throbbing sensation behind her eyes. Her hands were clenched into tight fists. She couldn't breathe.

Olivia, sensing something was wrong, turned around, her smile fading. "What's wrong? You look awful."

Clara remained completely still. She felt a sense of overwhelming powerlessness. She just stood there, speechless, unable to find the words to communicate the depth of her shock.