Gemotions

The vibrant, chaotic marketplace outside her window seemed to fade as she focused on the words on the screen. The screen. The screen, which now contained the details that would upend her whole life. She slowly lowered the laptop, her gaze drawn down to her own hands, twisting in her lap. Her stomach churned.

She felt a bizarre disconnect from her own body, a sense of watching herself from a distance. The test results. The lies. Everything she thought she knew was in tatters. She needed to escape. She needed to *run*. Without even thinking, she grabbed her purse and ran out of the door, her pace increasing with every step.