Gemotions

Liam sat rigid, his body frozen in disbelief. The email, with its sterile language, had just announced the company's sale. He felt his hands tremble as he reread the words. He felt a throbbing sensation in his temples.

He stood up abruptly, knocking over his chair. The metallic sound of the legs clattering on the tile was the only sound in the office. He began to pace, his steps rapid and uneven. The idea of the new company taking over filled him with a bitter taste in his mouth.

He stopped, his fists clenched, and stared at the empty space in front of him. He felt an intense need to smash something.