Gemotions

Elara had a meeting scheduled with Mr. Chen at 2 PM. He was her only connection to a big investor. When she arrived, the door to his office was locked. She knocked. No response. Then she saw the post-it note: "Gone. Success!" The word "success" was written in a flourish, a stark contrast to the barren emptiness Elara suddenly felt.

She felt a physical chill, despite the warm air circulating through the building. She walked back to her own office, her steps heavy. She sat down, but couldn’t bring herself to look at her computer screen. She stared at the blank wall, the pale paint mocking her. The weight of the situation descended upon her, crushing her. She felt like she was drowning, the water slowly rising, shutting her off from the world.