Gemotions

The phone felt heavy in her hand. The call, from the university, had been brief, filled with apologies, and left her feeling hollow. She stared out the window, watching the rain streak down the glass, mirroring the tears that pricked at her eyes. The familiar landscape of her childhood home, once a comfort, now felt like a reproach. She wanted to be anywhere but here, to escape the suffocating weight of this new reality. She tossed the phone onto the bed, the plastic clattering against the mattress, and curled up, seeking a refuge that didn't exist.