Gemotions

The elevator ride felt like an eternity. Kevin, the new hire, was making more than her. As the doors opened, she took a deep breath. She had to pretend everything was normal. Her smile felt wooden, forced. The friendly greeting to her colleagues felt like a lie.

She felt a hollowness in her chest. She found herself staring at her reflection in the office window. She didn’t recognize the person staring back. Her steps became slow. She paused, the weight of her feelings anchoring her feet.

She entered her office and sat down at her desk. She stared at the computer screen. She wanted to scream, to cry, to break something. She felt a deep sense of… injustice. The room felt stifling.