Gemotions

A sigh escaped Ethan's lips as he watched Sarah, his roommate, frantically attempt to explain away the journal lying on her lap. It was the one he’d kept hidden under his mattress. The air in the room felt suddenly breathable. He'd been expecting confrontation, rage, shame. Instead, there was... a release.

He'd spent weeks agonizing over every entry, every stray word. Now? It was out. He could simply... *move on*. He ran a hand through his hair, the tension melting away. "It's fine, Sarah," he heard himself say, his voice softer than he'd expected. He reached for his phone, a newfound spring in his step. Maybe he'd finally download that new game he’d been eyeing.