Gemotions

It had taken every ounce of his willpower to schedule the appointment. He’d spent weeks agonizing over it, feeling a dull ache in his chest every time he thought about it. The idea of confiding in the person who caused him so much pain filled him with… a profound discomfort.

He found himself outside of the office. The waiting room was empty. He felt a wave of nausea.

"Andrew?" a voice asked. It was Gary, his former tormentor. Gary gestured to his office. "Come on in. We can talk." The invitation felt both generous and agonizing.