Gemotions

The hum of the refrigerator seemed to amplify in the quiet apartment. Eleanor stared at the acceptance email. Relief? Yes, some. But alongside it, a strange, hollow sensation. She knew the job would make a big difference for her career. However, she also knew that her friend, Jessica, had been so desperate for it, too.

She wandered over to the window, the city skyline a blur of lights. Her chest felt tight.

Picking up her phone, she began to draft a text message. She deleted it, started again, and deleted it once more.