Gemotions

The email landed with a thud in Sarah’s inbox, a digital blow to the gut. *Important Announcement Regarding Company Future.* She slammed her fist on the desk, rattling the monitor. This was it. After five years of blood, sweat, and frankly, tears poured into this job, they were just going to…what? Sell it off?

Her jaw clenched, a muscle working furiously. She grabbed her phone and speed-dialed Mark, her colleague and confidant. “Did you see it?” she barked into the receiver, her voice tight. “What the actual hell is going on?”

She paced her small cubicle, the cheap carpet doing little to absorb her restless energy. Sunlight streamed in, highlighting the dust motes dancing in the air, mocking her meticulously organized space. This wasn't happening. Not to *her*.