Gemotions

The hum of the office lights seemed to intensify, a deafening sound that filled Elara's ears. The email. The company was going to be sold. She held her breath and felt the familiar tightness in her chest.

She had always been a creature of habit, finding comfort in the routine of her work, the predictability of her days. Now, everything was uncertain. The future, the one she had always envisioned, seemed to be slipping through her fingers.

She felt a physical ache, a knot of unease that settled in her gut. She could barely swallow. Her palms felt clammy. She kept checking her phone, but there were no messages.