Gemotions

The notification popped up on her phone, taunting her. She had mistakenly sent a message – a simple, "Thinking of you" – to her rival, Isabella, who had just been promoted. The text’s recipient, the woman who had everything she wanted, now had this small victory as well. She pushed back her chair and stared at the framed photo on her desk, a picture of her with her colleagues. They all seemed so happy, and she felt a sharp, cutting pain in her stomach. Isabella would probably be laughing at her now.