Gemotions

The floorboards creaked under his weight as he stalked across the room. A tremor ran through Michael's body. The knowledge of what he now knew felt like a physical burden. He had seen the slight change in Oliver’s demeanor. The secret was out.

He stopped in front of the window, staring out at the rain-slicked campus. The world outside seemed distant, muffled. He felt a sudden, sharp sting in his eyes. He didn’t know how to navigate this. How do you recover from such a breach of trust? He pressed his forehead against the cold glass. The cool surface did nothing to soothe his internal heat.