Gemotions

From the moment the news broke, a knot had tightened in David’s chest. The move to the mailroom was a slap in the face. He’d dedicated years to the software development team, and now, he was sorting envelopes.

He walked past his old team’s office, feeling a phantom weight on his shoulders. The laughter, the camaraderie, it all felt like a betrayal now. A slow burn started within him. He kept his head down, but his mind raced with possibilities.

He knew their passwords, their schedules, their vulnerabilities. He started to watch, to listen. A casual comment here, a subtle suggestion there. He would find a way to remind them of his significance.