Gemotions

The ocean roared outside the cottage, its rhythm echoing the turmoil within Ethan. He held the letter, the paper damp with sea spray, its words an unwelcome echo of a past he wanted to leave behind. Years after the heartbreak.

He reread the words, each phrase like a stone tossed into a still pond, creating ripples of emotion. He walked across the room, the floorboards groaning under his weight. He stopped to stare at the window, the endless horizon a mirror to his own feelings. He clenched his fists.

He wanted to run, to escape the weight of the past. The letter held him captive.