Gemotions

A tremor ran through her, shaking her from the inside out. The email, the concise, dismissive words, had triggered a storm within her. He, the job, the interview, all of it, now meant nothing. And Liam, her best friend, had been chosen.

She took a deep, shuddering breath, trying to regain control. Her hands felt clumsy, her movements jerky. She wanted to throw something, to scream, to lash out at anyone who dared to look at her.

She slammed the laptop shut, the sound echoing the turmoil inside her. She felt a burning need to escape, to run, to disappear. She just wanted the pain to stop.