Gemotions

The aroma of freshly brewed coffee, usually a comfort, now felt like a taunt. Amelia, eavesdropping on a conversation in the kitchen, learned that the new marketing associate was earning more than her, despite having far less experience. Her chest tightened.

She forced a smile as she joined the conversation, offering a polite greeting. Inside, a storm raged. She felt a burning sensation in her throat.

Back at her desk, she found herself staring at the framed picture of her wedding. The memory of the day was soured by the realization of her financial status. She pushed the picture away, unable to bear its gentle reminder of her life.