Gemotions

The chipped mug warmed Amelia's hands, but the chill in her stomach remained. She stared out the window, watching the rain blur the city lights into streaks of gold. This was the view she'd had since she was a little girl, the same view she'd shared with Sarah. Now, the space felt wider, echoing with unspoken things.

A sigh escaped her lips, a tiny puff of condensation against the glass. The job posting had been a godsend, a dream opportunity. Now, the dream felt tainted, shadowed by the knowledge that Sarah wanted it too. They'd always been rivals in a friendly way, but this felt different.

The interview was tomorrow, and the image of Sarah's expectant face filled her mind. The competitive fire they both held was usually for trivia nights and board games. Would their friendship survive a win? Or would a loss poison their future?