Gemotions

"Is that...?" Emily mumbled, squinting at her phone. The name, "Jason Miller," swam into focus. It felt like something she had to read twice. The same Jason Miller who had spread rumors about her, who'd made her a social pariah in high school. Her fingers trembled as she stared at the screen.

Her throat felt tight, and she had to swallow several times before she could even bring herself to tap on his profile. She felt the blood draining from her face. His life looked normal, successful. A good job, a happy family. She felt an odd, fluttering sensation in her chest that felt foreign and unsettling. She wanted to throw her phone across the room.