Gemotions

The cafeteria was a cacophony of voices, but Amelia heard none of them. The news had left her feeling disconnected, adrift. She pushed the food around her plate, the tasteless meal suddenly repulsive.

She’d spent months, years, pouring herself into her studies, fueled by the promise of a brighter future. Now, the future was a blurred expanse. She felt a profound sense of disorientation.

She got up and walked aimlessly, a lost ship on a churning sea of students. She wandered through the campus, past the familiar buildings and landmarks, feeling as though the ground beneath her feet was shifting.