Gemotions

"So... that's that then, huh?" Mark asked, his voice barely a whisper. He leaned against the water cooler, his usual boisterous energy completely gone. He watched the water fill his paper cup, then let it overflow, the excess dribbling onto the floor.

His colleague, Sarah, offered him a hesitant smile. She patted his arm gently, and then looked away. The air in the office felt thick, charged with unspoken anxieties.

He ran a hand through his hair, a gesture that spoke volumes about his inner turmoil. He’d poured years of his life into this company. He’d believed in it, in the people, in the future they were building together. Now, it felt like it had all been for nothing.