Gemotions

The email, the dreaded email, glowed on the laptop screen, the notification light blinking like a malevolent eye. Sarah leaned back in her chair, the sudden emptiness in her stomach mirroring the void that threatened to consume her. She stared at the ceiling, the floral pattern swimming before her eyes. The hours spent hunched over the keyboard, the endless coding, the sacrifices… all a waste. She let out a choked sound, a whimper, then buried her face in her hands. The air in the room felt thick, heavy, like a suffocating blanket.