Gemotions

Liam stared at the typed words on the page, the ink faded but legible: “I can no longer dedicate myself to this corporation at the expense of my own integrity.” His father's signature, a bold flourish, was followed by a crossed-out closing. He pressed his knuckles to his forehead, the pressure doing little to quell the ache behind his eyes. He’d always believed his father had loved his job. Now, reading this unearthed resignation letter, he saw a different man, a man grappling with a compromise he'd hidden from the world. A wave of exhaustion washed over Liam. He sat heavily on the floor, the letter clutched in his hand, feeling the weight of unspoken truths.