Gemotions

The world felt crisp and clear to Chloe. She whistled as she walked to the office, the autumn air nipping pleasantly at her cheeks. She was confident she could close the deal with the new client, which would earn her the largest commission she'd ever received.

She overheard a hushed conversation while retrieving files from the copy room. "Did you hear how much they offered him? More than Chloe, and she's been here for five years!" a woman whispered. Chloe’s smile faltered. Her stomach twisted.

Back at her desk, she stared at the client file. She felt a burning need to win, to prove her skills. She would make the call, and she would close the deal. She had to.