Gemotions

The phone felt heavy in her hand. She stared at the screen, the notification blinking - voicemail. Her mother’s voice would be on the other end, asking if she was okay. She didn’t want to talk. She didn't want to hear the comforting words, the reassurances. She'd refused her mother's advice to explore other opportunities. She’d clung to the illusion of stability.

She’d been so eager to prove herself, to show everyone how capable she was. She had worked hard, ignoring the warnings signs. Now, a cold dread crept over her as she looked at her bank account. She'd been living beyond her means, convinced she deserved it all.

She dropped the phone on the table with a thud. She’d let pride get in the way. She should have listened to her gut. She should have secured her future. Now, everything felt uncertain.