Gemotions

He found himself avoiding Sarah’s calls. The silence on his end had become a common thing. He knew she’d aced the interview, which was the opposite of what he could say for his. He'd stumbled over his words, his mind a blank slate despite the hours he'd spent rehearsing. Now, just the sound of her voice made his chest constrict.

Every time he saw her, he felt a strange sense of shame. He’d told her he wasn't sure if he even wanted the job, yet when she had expressed genuine excitement for the role, he had been encouraging. Now he was a fraud.

The company's logo, that she'd been so enthusiastic about, was visible everywhere. He saw it on the side of buses, on billboards, and even on the coffee cup his neighbor was holding. Each sighting felt like a personal condemnation. He wondered how they would ever be able to hang out and have fun again.