Gemotions

The waiting room felt like an electric cage. Amelia fidgeted, shifting in the stiff chair, her leg bouncing a mile a minute. The fluorescent lights hummed overhead, a sound that seemed to vibrate directly through her bones. She couldn't sit still, her mind a whirlwind of possibilities. The opportunity to reshape her career was here, and it ignited a fire in her.

She saw Daniel, her close friend, a few rows ahead, looking calm, almost unnervingly so. A flash of irritation, quickly suppressed, crossed her mind. She needed to push harder, prepare better. She opened her laptop, her fingers flying across the keys as she reviewed her portfolio.

The receptionist called out a name. Amelia felt her pulse quicken. It was her turn. The door to the interview room beckoned, a portal to a future she was desperate to seize.