Gemotions

The boardroom buzzed with congratulations. Jason, his rival, had been offered the role. He felt a soft feeling in his chest. It was a feeling of calm. He had spent so long fighting for it, but now the fight was over. He had been getting tired, and he had a feeling that Jason would be better suited for the role.

He clapped Jason on the shoulder, offering his congratulations. The warmth of the touch felt good. He felt good. The tension he carried previously was gone.

He spent the rest of the day clearing his desk, a task that felt less like a chore and more like a fresh start. He was excited for what was to come.