Gemotions

The news felt like a physical blow. Amelia had been anticipating this semester for months, the culmination of years of hard work. Now, it was all for naught. Her stomach churned, a knot of unease twisting tighter with each passing moment. She couldn't believe it.

She sat motionless at her desk, staring at the email as if the words themselves were somehow personally directed towards her. Her hands trembled slightly as she reached for a pen, clicking it repeatedly, the incessant tapping echoing in the sudden quiet of her apartment.

She had planned everything. The internships, the networking, the future. The plan was now a shambles. Amelia took a deep breath, trying to steady herself. The air in the room felt thick and heavy, making it difficult to breathe. Her eyes stung with a sudden, unexpected moisture.