Gemotions

The lump in Sarah's throat felt like a lead weight. She'd poured her heart into her studies, dreams of a career in the arts burning brightly. Now, her world had tilted on its axis. She reread the email, her fingers tracing the words on the screen as if she could somehow alter them. She blinked rapidly, her vision blurring. This wasn't fair. After all the late nights, the sacrifices, the unwavering belief in her talent... this was how it ended? She bit the inside of her cheek, tasting the metallic tang of blood.