Gemotions

She found the news on a hastily written email. No phone call, no face-to-face conversation. Just a terse message from HR: "Mr. Davies has retired, effective immediately." Amelia reread the sentence, the words blurring on the screen. Her stomach twisted, a cold knot forming in her gut. She’d always imagined a proper farewell, a chance to express her gratitude for the guidance, the support. Now, nothing. She closed her laptop with a snap, the sound sharp in the quiet office. She took a deep, shaky breath, her chest feeling tight. The meticulously organized desk felt strangely foreign, a space she no longer belonged in.