Gemotions

The phone slipped from Sarah's grasp, clattering onto the hardwood floor. The email sat open on her laptop, the words "shared project" burned into her vision. She felt a rush of heat, followed by a bone-deep cold. She stared at the screen, her breath coming in shallow gasps. Her carefully constructed world, her carefully constructed project… was not hers alone.

She didn't move. She didn't speak. She felt a weight pressing down on her shoulders. Her vision began to blur. She couldn't swallow. She couldn't think. The silence of the apartment was overwhelming.