Gemotions

The rejection letter crackled in her trembling hand. A wave of ice flooded through her veins. This wasn’t just a job; it was validation. After all the sacrifices, the long hours, the relentless pursuit of perfection, and now this.

She scanned the letter again, the words blurring. They'd chosen Ben. Ben, who had always been the golden boy. She'd known it would come down to her and him. The world was rigged.

She crumpled the paper, her nails digging into her palm. She needed air. Stepping outside, the cold wind did little to quell the internal fire. She wanted to scream, to break something, to see some sign of justice in this universe.