Gemotions

A wave of heat flooded her cheeks. She had intended to share her unflattering assessment of her co-worker's outfit with her work bestie, Jessica. Instead, the message, a biting description of the ill-fitting blazer and unfortunate floral print, had landed in the hands of the subject of her critique.

Her fingers fumbled with her phone, the screen seeming to taunt her. She knew the consequences would be swift and painful. The office atmosphere would become thick with tension, every interaction awkward and strained.

She abruptly stood, knocking her chair over. She had to leave, now.