Gemotions

The news felt like a chill wind, slicing through the warmth he had cultivated. David, usually a jovial presence, found himself struggling to find the energy to smile. He'd spent years building relationships here, investing in a future. Now, all that seemed uncertain, cast into shadow.

He walked through the office, a ghost in his own landscape, watching the nervous energy radiating from his colleagues. He avoided eye contact, afraid that his own feelings might spill out. The sense of betrayal was subtle, a nagging ache that settled in his bones.

At home, he stared out the window, the city lights shimmering like distant, unattainable stars. The television remained untouched. His usual hobbies, his favourite books – nothing could distract him from the impending change. A deep, persistent weariness settled over him.