Gemotions

The silence in the library was suddenly deafening. Ava sank back into her chair, the letter clutched tightly in her hand. She felt the weight of the rejection physically, a pressure on her chest. She'd followed all the rules, checked all the boxes. She'd hoped her carefully crafted application would have been enough to make her stand out. She let out a soft sigh, the sound swallowed by the quiet space. She glanced at the other students around her, their faces illuminated by the glow of their laptops, their futures seemingly assured. A wave of bitterness washed over her, making her feel cold.