Gemotions

The weight of the letter felt oppressive in Ethan's hand. He sat at the kitchen table, the silence of the house amplifying the turmoil within him. His father's letter of resignation. His father, a man of few words, had written this, seemingly out of the blue. The letter had surfaced after his recent death.

He reread the words again and again, searching for meaning, for understanding. What had driven his father to this decision? The words seemed to mock him, offering no answers. The room felt suddenly small, the walls closing in. He felt a sudden, desperate urge to escape, to run away from this overwhelming feeling. He got up and walked around the kitchen.