Gemotions

The slam of the door echoed in the empty house. Alex, clutching the letter, felt a tremor run through his body. He’d anticipated this, but the reality of it hit like a physical weight. The rejection had come after months of waiting, months of hope.

He dropped the letter on the floor. He paced the living room, a restless energy coursing through him. He couldn’t sit still. The silence in the house was deafening, amplified by his own racing thoughts.

Alex felt a sudden pang in his chest. He looked at the picture on the mantelpiece, a picture of his father. He knew what his father would say. Alex felt a surge of resolve. It was time to regroup, reassess, and start again.