Gemotions

The phone call was short, abrupt. "We've decided to go with another candidate, Sarah," the HR manager had said, her tone professional, detached. Sarah lowered the phone, her hand trembling. The world seemed to tilt on its axis.

Her carefully constructed world, built on ambition and hard work, seemed to crumble around her. She felt a wave of dizziness wash over her, and she gripped the edge of her desk to steady herself.

Her mind raced, replaying every meeting, every presentation, every late night spent working. What had she done wrong? She couldn't understand. She took a deep breath, and let it out as a shaky exhale.