Gemotions

The air conditioning hummed, a monotonous drone that amplified the tension in the room. He stared at the email, the numbers a stark and unwelcome reality. The new hire, younger and less experienced, was making a bigger salary. He felt a coldness spread through him, a chilling awareness of the unfairness of it all.

He pushed his chair away from his desk with a sudden shove. He got up and began to pace, the worn carpet offering little comfort. He rubbed his temples, trying to dispel the mounting pressure. He needed a break, he needed to think.