Gemotions

The last email was a goodbye. No phone call. No face-to-face meeting. Just a short message ending with an impersonal “Best of luck.” She felt a wave of nausea, her stomach churning.

She sat at her desk, staring at the glowing screen. She had so many questions, so many things left unsaid. She couldn't focus. Her thoughts swirled like leaves in a windstorm.

She felt a hollowness spreading through her, a void where his presence used to be. The projects she'd been working on suddenly felt daunting, insurmountable. She felt adrift, lost in a sea of uncertainty. The world seemed suddenly uncertain.