Gemotions

The overhead fluorescent lights hummed, amplifying the unsettling tension in the room. He was late, but couldn't bring himself to leave the car. She had called him on his phone, and he had flinched. The thought of facing her, of admitting his vulnerability, was overwhelming. "Therapist: Jessica Miller, LPC." Jessica, who had delighted in his embarrassment.

He ran a hand over his face. He'd never felt so exposed.

He took a deep breath, and walked towards the entrance of the building.