Gemotions

He slammed his fist on the table, rattling the coffee cups. "Damn it!" Mark bellowed, startling the elderly woman sipping tea at the next table. The text, detailing his scathing review of his brother's new girlfriend, had gone straight to his brother. He felt a fire spread through his chest, a burning sensation that reached his face, leaving his cheeks flushed. The air in the cafe suddenly felt thick, suffocating. He wanted to scream. He stared at the offending message, the words mocking him from the screen.