Gemotions

The air in the waiting room felt thin, difficult to breathe. He sat stiffly, his back ramrod straight, waiting to be called. He'd been reduced to a shadow of his former self.

His name was announced. He walked into the office, his footsteps echoing in the silence. Dr. Emily Carter. The same Emily Carter who had made his life a nightmare.

He sat in silence, unable to speak, the years collapsing upon him. He could almost smell the stench of the school hallways. The past swirled around him, suffocating him. He was a crumpled mess. She began her questioning, her voice neutral, and his carefully constructed facade began to crumble.