Gemotions

The rain hammered against the windows, mirroring the storm brewing inside Margaret. The news about Tom's salary had left her feeling unsettled. She found herself reflecting on the past, her mind replaying moments, both big and small. A deep sense of tenderness filled her chest.

She remembered the initial struggles, the long hours. She thought of the early victories, the sense of purpose, the camaraderie she had shared. Her eyes traced the familiar lines of a handwritten letter from an old colleague.

She felt a pang of something akin to grief, mixed with fondness. The office felt strangely empty.