Gemotions

The gentle hum of the air conditioner and the soft glow of the bedside lamp created a sanctuary in the bedroom. Carol lay in bed, rereading a favorite novel. The words flowed easily, and she felt a sense of connection to the story. She closed her eyes, savoring the gentle sounds of the house.

She then checked her son, Noah’s, phone and found a secret account. The images and messages were disturbing, and a cold wave of dread washed over her. Her hands began to shake, and she felt a sudden chill.