Gemotions

Her eyes glazed over the words on the screen, a slow realization sinking in. The company was being sold. She took a deep breath. She had spent 25 years in this office.

She ran her hand along the edge of the desk. The surface felt worn with time. She recalled all the meetings, the deadlines, the friendships that had blossomed. It was more than just a place of work.

She took another moment, and then got up. She opened her desk drawer and pulled out a small, tarnished silver locket. She slowly opened it and stared at the pictures inside.