Gemotions

The vibrant colours of the art gallery surrounded Maria, a familiar comfort. She'd spent the afternoon browsing the latest exhibition, feeling inspired. The air conditioning was cool against her skin, and she felt a sense of serenity.

Her son, Alex, had been unusually quiet all day. He had been distant, and had kept to himself. This worried her a little, but she knew he liked his space.

Later, while cleaning his room, she found a hidden phone. His own account stared back at her. The profile was filled with photos she'd never seen, and a world she did not understand. She sighed and started to make a plan.