I have heard and read about a person's life shattering, but none of it came close to experiencing it in reality.
I didn't care if I was disturbing the serenity of this working place, I ran for the elevator. Vera's voice calling,
"Hey, stop running!"
Normally, I just needed to press the button once, but I didn't care, I kept pounding on the button until the metal doors dinged open.
Once inside, I did the same for the descent button, perhaps it had more to do with not wanting anyone to join me. I sagged to the cold hard floor as the doors sealed shut, like the sudden plunge down, my tears began to fall like a fountain that had been barricaded for a long time. Hot streaks cascading my cheeks, gaining momentum as the memories of seconds ago replayed over and over again in my mind.
