Gemotions

The rejection email sat, unread, in Maya's inbox. She avoided looking at it, the thought of opening it enough to make her stomach churn. The innovative, eco-friendly toothbrush she'd designed, meticulously researched, and lovingly crafted. Someone already had a patent for it, a nearly identical product. She ran her hands through her hair, tangling the ends in her fingers. She walked to the window, staring out at the vibrant, bustling street scene below, but she didn’t see anything. The city noises seemed distant, muffled. She felt a profound sense of… emptiness.