Gemotions

The cafe was filled with the usual morning rush, the scent of coffee and the murmur of conversations. But for Noah, the world was silent. His heart did a quick drum solo in his chest. The blog post, featuring his teenage diary, was live. He felt a strange, tingling sensation in his limbs. He tapped his foot incessantly.

He pulled out his phone, his hands slightly trembling. He had wanted this for so long. He’d poured his soul into those pages, and now they were out there. He had to know. He clicked on the link.