Gemotions

The small, cluttered office suddenly seemed smaller, the walls closing in on Michael. He'd been looking for something… anything… to explain his daughter, Sophie's, sudden mood swings. And he'd found it. The account.

The pictures were stunning – Sophie, confidently posed, in exotic locations, dressed in clothes Michael had never seen. The captions hinted at adventures, experiences far beyond her daily routine.

He felt a knot form in his throat. He ran a hand through his hair, a nervous gesture he hadn't used in years. Where had she found the time and the resources? The whole thing was… bewildering.