Gemotions

The dim glow of the computer screen illuminated Thomas's face. He was not looking forward to the task at hand. The notification was from Jessica, who made his life hell during the summer camps of his youth. The silence of the house felt deafening. The air hung heavy, the kind that promised an approaching storm. He felt a creeping sense of weariness, a profound disconnect from the world around him.

He clicked on her profile, the image of her, older but somehow unchanged, staring back at him. He felt the familiar thud of resentment. He’d worked so hard to put those memories behind him, to build a life where her shadow didn’t exist. He closed the browser. He wanted no part of her world.