Gemotions

“Another round of congratulations for the team!” Her manager clapped enthusiastically, oblivious. James watched, a tight smile plastered on his face. The promotion everyone was celebrating, and the raise, didn’t come close to what the new intern was making. James had overheard, accidentally. He hadn't been expecting that.

The corners of his mouth felt stiff. He forced himself to join the congratulatory applause, the hollow sound echoing in his ears.

Later, sitting at his desk, James felt the blood drain from his face. He stared at his computer screen, the words blurring before his eyes. He had to sit. To process.