Gemotions

The fluorescent lights in the clinic hummed, a dissonant soundtrack to her fury. Every gentle phrase, every empathetic look from the doctor, felt like an added fuel to the fire within her. When she'd been told of the mistake, her internal temperature spiked. The realization of the consequences of this error churned inside her. The air in the room felt thick, heavy, pressing down on her. "This is completely unacceptable," she heard herself say, the words clipped and sharp, as she stood up from her chair, her back stiff. She was acutely aware of the small, framed photos on the wall, the cheery decorations that now felt like an invasion of her space.