Gemotions

“You’re… you’re kidding, right?” Liam’s voice cracked. He stared at the screen, unable to process what he was seeing. It felt as if someone had just yanked the rug out from under him.

The report, the *identical* report, was right there. His rival, Sarah, had somehow beaten him to the punch with the project he'd dedicated the last year to.

He’d poured his heart and soul into this, sacrificing everything. Now, this… this felt like a cruel joke. He picked up his coffee mug, then slammed it down onto the desk so hard it splattered coffee across his desk.

His hands shook as he reread the email, each word a fresh wound. He ran his hand through his hair and wanted to tear it out.