Gemotions

The screen seemed to blur as the request from Ashley Morgan appeared. It wasn't just anger, it was a searing heat that prickled his skin. It had been decades, but the memories of her bullying were still so vivid. He felt a hot flush crawl up his neck.

He felt the muscles in his jaw clench, and he had to take a deep breath to stop his hands from trembling. It was as if she was standing right in front of him, sneering. He was no longer the boy she used to torment, but still, the sensation of being looked down on, belittled, flooded over him.

He slammed the laptop shut. He refused to give her the satisfaction.