Gemotions

Sarah found the note in her inbox, a simple farewell email from Professor Chen. No warning, no last meeting, just a succinct message. A knot tightened in her stomach. She stared at the screen, blinking back tears. Chen had been the one who saw potential in her when she saw nothing but faults. She sat down, her hands fumbling for her phone. She scrolled through her contacts, finding the number she'd call for advice, the voice that always knew how to calm her. Instead, she booked a table at the old Italian restaurant the professor had loved, and ordered a bottle of their finest wine. She raised the glass and toasted to a life dedicated to shaping young minds.