Gemotions

The code stared back at her, a malevolent twin. Sarah, usually so confident, felt the blood drain from her face. Her project, her baby, the one she’d poured months into, was being presented by *him*. His name was David. He looked as surprised as she felt. Her lips parted, but no sound emerged. She felt like she'd been physically kicked. The room tilted. She stumbled back a step, knocking over a water glass. The icy water splashed across the polished floor, a silent scream of her own confusion.