Gemotions

The air thrummed with unspoken tension as the promotion announcement blared over the speaker. Jessica’s face remained a mask, but inside, a storm raged. Mark, with his effortless charisma, had secured the role she had dedicated years to achieve.

She casually strolled to the break room, and saw Mark's lunch in the fridge. She opened the container, and poured the contents in the bin.

A cruel glee twisted her lips. She would make sure that Mark's new role would never go as planned. His flaws would be magnified, his missteps amplified. The slow, relentless erosion of his victory had already begun.