Gemotions

The headline screamed at her from the laptop screen. "New Breakthrough in Quantum Physics: Interview with Dr. Anya Sharma." But the interview, the research, the entire project, was *hers*. She wanted to scream.

She clutched her chest, as if she could physically hold the feeling inside. The room began to shrink, the walls closing in. She scrambled for the door, needing to escape the suffocating apartment.

The city sounds were deafening. The car horns, the distant sirens. She couldn’t make sense of anything. She felt a burning sensation behind her eyes. Tears streamed down her face, unchecked, as she tried to navigate the crowded street.