Gemotions

The library felt oppressive. The silence, normally a comfort, now felt like a suffocating blanket. Emily hunched over the computer, trying to focus on the document. The accusation replayed in her head. A cruel joke.

She deleted a sentence, then rewrote it, the words feeling alien and wrong. Every click of the mouse grated on her nerves. She felt like she was trapped in a bad play, doomed to repeat the same scene over and over.

Her throat tightened. She needed air. She pushed away from the computer, the chair scraping loudly against the floor. She needed to escape this, somehow.