Gemotions

The weight of the news settled on her. Amelia sat in the cafeteria, the noise around her fading to a dull drone. The food on her plate suddenly became unappetizing. She felt pinned, the air thick and heavy.

She stared out the window, at the vibrant campus life continuing as if nothing had happened. She wanted to yell at them, tell them what had been lost.

She pushed back her chair, the scraping sound echoing in the sudden silence. She felt herself rise, a strange detachment from her own body. She walked out of the cafeteria and toward the library. The path was familiar, but now it felt like a maze, each turn leading to another dead end.