Gemotions

The aroma of freshly brewed coffee, usually a source of comfort, now only seemed to mock her. The office felt like a cage. She couldn't focus on anything.

She’d seen the pay slips. The confirmation of the inequality was a blow, a punch to the gut. The lack of respect for her experience, for the years she’d invested in this career, was devastating.

Her fingers drummed a restless rhythm on the desk. Every breath felt shallow. She felt a profound sense of…detachment. She wanted to be anywhere but here, doing anything but this.