Gemotions

The air became thick, heavy, pressing down on Ethan’s chest. Professor Bell was leaving, taking a position across the country. All the work, the endless revisions, the triumphs and setbacks – all seemed to hang in the balance. He felt a profound sense of dismay, a sinking feeling in his stomach. He tried to speak, but only a small, strangled sound escaped his lips. He busied himself with gathering his belongings, his movements stiff and clumsy. He hoped the professor wouldn't notice the sheen of perspiration on his forehead.