Gemotions

The air conditioning hummed, a monotonous drone that amplified the silence in Sarah's apartment. She had noticed the similarities first, a casual comment in a team meeting. Then, the growing parallels in their work. The new project, the one she’d been so excited about…it was hers.

She clutched her phone, fingers fumbling over the screen. She wanted to call someone, anyone, but the list of names felt too short. She was alone with this. She had to figure it out.

She jumped at the sound of the elevator. She crept to the door and pressed her ear against the wood. The click of her neighbor’s door opening next door sent a jolt through her. She backed away from the door, her breath shallow. She was being watched.