Gemotions

The tiny kitchen felt too bright, the fluorescent lights harsh on her face. Maria stared at the phone, the screen reflecting her own wide, frightened eyes. The message, a confession of her deep insecurities about her job, meant for her supportive sister, was now addressed to her boss, Mr. Henderson.

She bit down on the inside of her cheek. A cold sweat broke out across her forehead. The potential consequences of him seeing the truth about how she felt… It was paralyzing. She felt small, exposed, like a child caught doing something wrong.