Gemotions

The room seemed to shrink, the walls closing in. Sophia’s chest felt tight, constricted. She couldn’t breathe. The antique jewelry store, her mother's passion, the one she'd poured her heart into, was going to Liam. She, was getting the empty space above.

She felt a furious heat rushing through her. She had assisted her mother with the shop for years. The jewelry store was her life, or had been. A bitter taste coated her tongue.

She rose, knocking her chair backward. She had to get out. Before she said something she would regret. The air outside was cold, but it was better than suffocating in the office.