Gemotions

The apartment felt too small, the air thick and heavy. Clara's heart pounded against her ribs, a frantic drumbeat against her mounting panic. The text, a confession of romantic feelings, was aimed at her closest friend, but had been sent to the friend's new partner. A disastrous mistake.

A cold sweat broke out on her forehead. She felt a churning in her gut, a visceral reaction to the situation. Her hands fumbled, and dropped her phone. She felt the urge to scream. She had created an impossible situation, and now she felt trapped by it.

She didn't know what the future held. She felt paralyzed, unable to move, unable to think. All she could do was wait, and let whatever come next happen.