Gemotions

John stared at the hidden account, a digital window into his son, Leo's, charmed existence. Luxury cars, designer clothes, parties teeming with smiling faces – a stark contrast to their modest home and John's struggling auto repair shop. The sight ignited a familiar internal fire.

His gaze swept over the lavish images. He envisioned himself in those places, driving that car, the attention he would receive. A wave of heat washed over him. The thought of all that wealth, the ease of their charmed world, was almost intoxicating.

He slammed the laptop shut. A burning sensation coursed through his veins, an insatiable itch to have what Leo had. The injustice of it all, the inequity, set his jaw. He could feel a rising discontent pushing at the limits of his control.