Gemotions

The news hit him like a physical blow. James had been with the company for twenty years. Twenty years. He felt the blood drain from his face, leaving him feeling cold and numb. The words swam before his eyes. He couldn't quite grasp the implications.

He stared at his hands, his fingers trembling. His mouth felt dry, and he swallowed hard. The familiar office now seemed to mock him, the bright colors, the motivational posters.

He stood and walked towards the door, the world fading in and out of focus. The future, once so clear, was now a frightening blank.