Gemotions

The tiny, hidden app was the gateway. Liam tapped it, his heart rate quickening, then slowing to a dull thud. He’d known, of course, but the confirmation was a blow. His son, Ethan, was living a double life.

He lowered himself into the worn armchair, the fabric groaning beneath him. He felt the familiar weight of exhaustion settling on his shoulders. He should call his boss, explain why he would be late tomorrow. He should call his wife, explain this new development. But his mind was a blank slate.

He rubbed his eyes. The room was dim, the afternoon light fading. He had to face this. He would. But not now. He needed a moment. A long one.