Gemotions

The news landed like a punch to the stomach. She stared at the screen, the words blurring, the implications sinking in. The blood thrummed in her ears.

The world seemed to sharpen, to take on a harsh, unforgiving edge. Every face she saw felt like a judgment, every conversation a potential slight. Her nails dug into her palms.

Later, she created fake social media accounts, using them to craft carefully worded posts designed to sow discord amongst the committee members, playing on their insecurities and past grievances.