Gemotions

The tiny room seemed to shrink, the walls closing in on Emily. She felt a tremor run through her, a visceral reaction to the sight of her journal, open on her desk. She slammed the door, the sound echoing in the hollow space. Her roommate, Jessica, was out, thankfully.

She picked up the journal, the cover feeling slick against her trembling fingers. She flipped through the pages, a cold knot forming in her stomach. The betrayal felt like a physical blow. The air crackled with unspoken animosity.

She found herself pacing the length of the room, her agitation growing with each step. Jessica would pay for this, she vowed silently, a chill seeping through her bones.