Gemotions

From the moment she discovered the discrepancy, the world felt tilted for Emily. She’d always considered herself a team player. Now, the glossy sheen of corporate goodwill felt paper-thin. She swallowed hard, the lump in her throat making it hard to breathe.

She cleared her desk methodically, organizing files, as if the physical act of tidying could somehow bring clarity. Her gaze drifted across the office, landing on the desk of the newly hired analyst, who earned a higher salary. Her lips formed a thin line.

She emailed her boss, requesting a meeting. Her stomach churned as she waited for a response. When the email came, her heart pounded. She found herself preparing her argument, crafting her case.