Gemotions

John sat at his desk, the glow of the computer screen reflecting in his tired eyes. He'd ignored the congratulatory email he knew he should send to Susan. He felt his face heat up, a familiar burning sensation that was becoming increasingly common.

He’d been overly critical, too focused on himself and his own ambition. He replayed their last conversation in his head. His words, delivered in a sharp tone, now echoing in his ears.

He kept seeing Susan's smile, and the feeling of failure turned into something even more profound. He had been a bad colleague, and it was reflected in the quiet hum of his desk.