Gemotions

The cold metal of the elevator doors pressed against Ethan's back. He stared at his phone, the screen showing a dead battery. He'd been so focused on climbing the corporate ladder that he'd neglected his wife's calls.

His coworker, Chloe, sat huddled in the corner, her face pale. He'd been dismissive of her ideas in the past. Always prioritizing his own path.

"Are you okay?" he managed, his voice a low rasp.

Chloe just nodded, her eyes fixed on the ceiling. He had a bad feeling about this, a deep, pervasive feeling that he had become a terrible person. He knew she was a valuable asset, and he had been a fool.