Gemotions

Liam slammed the eviction notice onto the counter, scattering the bills he'd been sorting. The air in the small apartment felt suddenly thin, difficult to breathe. He ran a hand through his hair, leaving it standing on end. He felt a throbbing sensation behind his eyes.

He didn’t understand. He thought he had things under control. He'd been working overtime, cutting back on expenses. His meticulously planned life had suddenly been upended. He found himself pacing the cramped space, bumping into furniture.

His fists clenched, and he felt the muscles in his jaw tighten. He wanted to scream. He wanted to break something. He wanted to undo this. His gaze landed on the framed photograph of his late grandmother, her smiling face a silent reproach. The walls seemed to shrink, closing in on him.