Gemotions

The constant tapping of her foot on the floor was the only sound she was aware of. Rachel glanced at the clock, the seconds ticking by in agonizing slowness. She and Mark were both vying for the lead developer position, a role that promised a huge salary increase.

She replayed the interview in her mind, analyzing every answer, every facial expression. The air felt thick, heavy with unspoken expectations. She noticed the slight tremor in her hands.

“Rachel,” a voice broke through her reverie. Her boss, Sarah, was standing in the doorway. Rachel felt her face flush.