Gemotions

The realization hit her like a physical blow. Ms. Davies. The teacher who’d accused her of cheating on a test, a wound that had never truly healed. Now, her son, Sam, would be in her class.

Her breath hitched, and a cold wave of fear washed over her. She felt a tingling sensation in her limbs, her muscles tightening in response. The room seemed to spin, and she clutched the edge of the table to steady herself.

Her mind raced, her thoughts chaotic and disorganized. She needed to talk to someone, to find a way to prevent her son from suffering the same pain, the same humiliation. She began to pace, her movements jerky and erratic, searching for a way out, a solution.