Gemotions

The carefully curated profile, filled with laughter and shared secrets, was a slap in the face. David felt a strange ache, a hollow space opening in his chest. His son, Ethan, had crafted a life separate from him, a life in which he wasn't included.

He closed his laptop with a snap, the sound echoing in the stillness of the library. It felt like something inside him had broken.

Later, he found himself pacing the living room, a restless energy coursing through him. When Ethan came downstairs, David simply nodded, then quickly left the room.