Gemotions

The email arrived like a punch. David reread the compensation report three times, each pass feeling like a physical blow. He'd poured his heart and soul into this company for a decade. He was the go-to guy, the problem solver, the one who always stayed late.

He slammed his laptop shut, the metallic clang echoing in the otherwise quiet office. He grabbed his jacket, the familiar weight suddenly feeling heavy. He avoided eye contact as he walked past Chloe, who had a brand new title and a higher salary and was only half his age.

The air felt thick, difficult to breathe. He needed to get out.