Gemotions

The news had hit Maya like a physical blow. A tightness constricted her throat, making it difficult to breathe. She excused herself from the team meeting, the pitying glances of her former rivals burning into her back. The taste of betrayal lingered, sour and acrid.

Her gaze hardened as she scanned the competition schedule. There was a particular race, a key event, where the team's chances hinged on a specific person. She began to focus all her energies on this. She would show them just how wrong they were.