Gemotions

He grabbed the nearest object, a cheap plastic water bottle, and squeezed it with all his might. The plastic crinkled and bent under the pressure, but it didn't break. The tension in his shoulders was almost unbearable. He could feel his jaw clenching, his teeth grinding. The news of Ethan's move to Colorado was like a punch to the gut. The laughter echoing in his ears, their shared memories now a source of agony. He wanted to throw the bottle, to hurl it across the room and shatter it into a million pieces. Instead, he forced himself to take a deep breath.