Gemotions

The university was sinking, and so was she. The news hit like a physical blow, stealing her breath. Chloe’s academic dreams were about to be shattered. She'd worked hard, and now, what?

She watched her classmates – the ones who were already being contacted by other schools, already making plans. They seemed to have an ease, a certainty, that she lacked. Their access to resources felt like a personal affront.

She crossed her arms, a shield against the casual conversations, the hopeful reassurances. She felt a profound sense of isolation, of being left behind. She just wanted to get away from them all.