Gemotions

Rain lashed against the window of Maya's tiny apartment, mirroring the storm inside her. She replayed the conversation, the casual revelation from Liam, the new intern, that he was earning more than her. The information coiled in her stomach, a bitter knot. She’d spent years climbing the ladder, sacrificing weekends, attending every networking event. Now, she felt like she was standing on quicksand, each step sinking her further down. Her fingers, usually nimble and quick on the keyboard, felt clumsy and slow. She stared at the ceiling, feeling an oppressive force, a sense of being hemmed in by invisible walls.