Gemotions

The office air suddenly felt thick, suffocating. David stared at the screen, the bright light reflecting in his wide, disbelieving eyes. *David’s Diary: A Peek Behind the Curtain*. He felt a primal urge to protect himself, a defensive instinct rising in his throat.

His carefully constructed reputation, the image of calm professionalism he'd cultivated over years, was now jeopardized. He clenched his jaw, his knuckles white. The diary detailed his embarrassing crushes, his insecurities, his adolescent rebellion. He imagined his colleagues reading it, sharing knowing glances, judging him.

He leaned back in his chair, suddenly exhausted. The world, he realized, felt suddenly unsafe. A low growl rumbled in his chest, barely audible.