Gemotions

He let out a strangled laugh, a harsh, humorless sound that echoed off the empty walls of his apartment. He felt a tight band constricting his chest, making it difficult to breathe.

He snatched the acceptance letter – the *other* letter, the one he hadn’t thought about in days – and ripped it to shreds, scattering the pieces across the floor.

He paced the length of the room, his fists clenched, his jaw locked. He felt a sense of furious injustice, a betrayal that ran deeper than he could have imagined. He had worked so hard. It wasn’t *fair*.