Gemotions

The news felt like a physical blow to Eleanor. Professor Chen, her advisor for the past three years, was leaving to pursue a research project in another state. Eleanor had already spent hours in tears. They had been working on a project for so long. She felt a knot in her chest, a tightening that made it difficult to breathe. The library felt claustrophobic, the books suddenly mocking her progress.

She replayed their last meeting in her head, his detailed explanations, his gentle prodding. She remembered the way he'd always emphasized the importance of hard work. Now, she felt a sudden rush of sadness, coupled with a deep sense of dread.

She walked out into the cold air, feeling a chill run down her spine. She wished she had something to give him, some token of appreciation, beyond the thesis itself.