Gemotions

"So, they’re just…gone?" Mark, head of sales, had the audacity to ask. He leaned back in his chair, a casual smirk playing on his lips, totally unconcerned. I had given my life to this job, and now it was all dust.

My jaw tightened. I took a deep breath, trying to steady the tremor in my hands. The announcement had dropped moments ago. A sudden, cold feeling washed over me. The building, which had once felt like a second home, suddenly felt like a cage.

“I suppose,” I replied, my voice sharper than I intended. The room spun. The new buyer was apparently a rival company. The same one that had consistently undercut my team for the past year.

I stood abruptly. "I need some air." My throat felt tight. I marched out of the office, the click of my heels echoing too loudly in the sudden, hollow silence.