Gemotions

He stared at the email, the words blurring before his eyes. The offer was extended to Emily. John took a long, slow breath, trying to calm the sudden, erratic rhythm of his heart. He’d seen her reaction when they left the interview. That confident, almost cocky look.

He walked to the window and stared out at the street. The afternoon sun cast long shadows, but the beauty of the day offered no solace. He felt a hollowness, a deep ache. He had given up so much for this opportunity.

He reached for the phone, intending to call her. Then he stopped, his hand hovering in mid-air. What was there to say? The decision was made. He slowly lowered his arm, his shoulders slumping in defeat.