Gemotions

The tiny, hidden account. It was all there, a reflection of the life Maya had kept secret from her mother, Emily. Emily felt her cheeks flush with heat as she closed the laptop. She hadn't been a good parent. She had been too busy, too preoccupied.

She went to Maya’s room, a place she rarely entered. The space felt strange. She had been neglectful, and the revelation had left a bitter taste in her mouth. She had to fix it.

She sat on the edge of the bed, feeling small and inadequate. She needed to approach the conversation carefully. She needed to earn back her daughter's trust.