Gemotions

The world swam before Chloe's eyes as she heard the final name announced. A cold wave washed over her, chilling her to the bone despite the warm afternoon air. Her heart hammered against her ribs, a frantic drumbeat of dread. She felt a burning sensation behind her eyes.

"Alright, that's it for today, athletes!" The coach clapped his hands, oblivious to the turmoil raging within her. Chloe bit her lip, tasting the metallic tang of blood. She focused on keeping her composure, forcing herself to maintain a neutral expression. It was paramount.

She tried to take a deep breath, but it got stuck in her throat. The vibrant green of the field suddenly looked dull, a vast expanse of disappointment. The triumphant cheers of the selected athletes felt like a personal insult. She wanted to scream.