Gemotions

The news hit Ben like a physical blow. "Mrs. Lee is following you." He leaned back in his chair, suddenly weak. His palms began to sweat. He reread the message, over and over, as if the words would change. They didn't.

He was in trouble. He knew it. He'd been making jokes, posting memes, and commenting on everything. He felt a cold dread settle in his stomach. The consequences of his online behavior suddenly felt very real, very imminent.

He considered turning off his phone, but he knew that wouldn't solve anything. He couldn’t look away. His mind raced, calculating the potential damage, the fallout. He braced himself, knowing this was just the beginning.