Gemotions

He didn’t know what to feel. James, a financial advisor who had always seemed to thrive in his career, found himself gazing at the ocean, his face a mask of indifference. The revelation that Mark, his supposed colleague at a major investment bank, was a bus driver had left him speechless.

He'd envied Mark's supposed success, the fancy car, the expensive clothes, the tales of high-stakes deals. He had secretly aspired to Mark’s "success". Now, the ocean breeze felt cold and sharp against his skin.

He kicked at a pebble, sending it skittering across the sand. The emptiness he felt was profound, a vast expanse of nothingness. The sun had set, and the sky was a darkening canvas of loss.