Gemotions

The pawn shop felt like a cage to Daniel. The fluorescent lights buzzed overhead, adding to the tension that had settled deep within him. He felt trapped, cornered. The world felt smaller, tighter. He’d walked in, certain this was a mistake. Now, he wished he’d never seen this place.

Seeing the ring, the way the light caught the facets, was a physical blow. He felt his face heat up. His breath came fast, shallow. He had to clench his fists to stop them from shaking. He looked around.

He turned to the shopkeeper. "How much to take it away right now?" The words were clipped, sharp, and the tone was a threat.