Gemotions

The announcement was a punch to the gut. Sarah reread the email, each word a fresh wound. Six years. Six years of laughter, late nights, and the satisfaction of building something meaningful at BloomTech. Her hands trembled as she clutched her phone.

The air felt heavy, suffocating. She felt a profound sense of loss, a hollowness that echoed through her very being. The vibrant office, once a source of joy, now felt like a prison. The colourful walls seemed to close in.

She drove home, the familiar route suddenly unfamiliar. Tears blurred her vision. The silence of her apartment was deafening. She couldn’t bring herself to eat. Every object held a memory, a reminder of what was slipping away.