Gemotions

He stared at the invitation, the glossy photo of his smiling classmates mocking him from the kitchen counter. His breath hitched as he took it in. Robert ran a hand through his hair, a gesture that did little to alleviate the tension in his neck.

The apartment felt small, confining. He felt a dull ache behind his eyes, a sensation that had become a constant companion in recent months. The thought of attending the reunion filled him with a sense of weariness, a profound lack of energy.

He wanted to scream, to shatter the silence that had permeated his life for so long. The invitation felt like a summons, a judgment he wasn't prepared to face.