Gemotions

The office was quiet, save for the hum of the computer. Daniel, however, felt a high-pitched ringing in his ears. The letter was on his desk, a stark white rectangle amidst the usual clutter. The sender: his former mentor, a man he'd once idolized, a man he'd betrayed.

He pushed his chair back, the wheels squeaking on the linoleum. His mouth was dry, his heart thudding a frantic rhythm against his ribs. He felt like he couldn't breathe.

He got up and went to the window, staring at the distant city skyline, the letter still lying on his desk, a potent reminder of a long-ago mistake. He felt a deep, chilling dread.