Gemotions

"Architect, designing beautiful buildings." It was the constant stream of impressive details that did it. The way she'd always spoken with such authority about her work. Now, standing outside the "office," a run-down building in a forgotten part of town, made her feel as though she’d been sucker punched.

Her jaw clenched. She looked at the peeling paint, the boarded-up windows. She felt a burning sensation in her eyes. The urge to smash something was almost overwhelming. She turned away, and walked back to her own, far more modest, apartment.