Gemotions

Professor Anya smiled, the warmth spreading through her as she read the glowing feedback from her students. They loved her unique teaching style and the way she made them think. She enjoyed connecting with them, and seeing their faces light up. She felt a deep sense of connection to them.

She watched the meeting with a sinking heart. She didn’t know what to do. The news hit her like a punch to the gut. The university's doors would soon be closed. The rug had been pulled out from under her.

Her breath became shallow. She felt a sense of unreality wash over her. It felt like she had been cut adrift.