Gemotions

The office air felt thick, stifling. Liam found himself tapping his pen against the desk, the sound echoing in the sudden silence. He’d seen the link during his lunch break. His diary. Every embarrassing crush, every awkward attempt at poetry, every secret crush. Now, public.

He glanced around the room, acutely aware of his colleagues’ presence. He felt exposed, vulnerable. His skin prickled with a strange sensation, as if exposed to a breeze. He took a deep breath, trying to steady his nerves.

His mouth went dry. He needed to talk to someone, but who? A lawyer? A friend? He had to contain the damage. Now.