Gemotions

The news arrived via email, a cold, impersonal message that felt like a slap in the face. Emily reread it three times, the words blurring before her eyes. She felt a throbbing ache behind her temples, the beginnings of a full-blown headache. She abandoned her lab work, the intricate instruments suddenly seeming foreign and useless. Her research, her passion, suddenly felt pointless.

She found herself pacing her small apartment.

She had dreamt of a career in this field, of making a difference. Now, her vision seemed to have shattered.

She stared at the wall.