Gemotions

The morning had started like any other, but by mid-afternoon, the atmosphere in the office had become heavy, charged with unspoken anxieties. Maria, her usual bubbly self, had fallen silent.

She found herself avoiding eye contact with her coworkers. The coffee machine was humming loudly, and it felt like a mocking symphony to her ears.

She felt a gnawing emptiness inside. She kept checking her phone, expecting a call, a text, something that would provide clarity, a concrete answer. She felt adrift, lost in a sea of uncertainty.