Gemotions

He stared at the screen, a slow burn rising in his chest. His daughter, Sophia, had been so focused on school, so quiet. He’d thought she was just going through a phase. This account, however, revealed a vibrant, boisterous side he'd never seen.

He went to the window, staring out at the rain-slicked street. The world felt blurry, distorted. He hated this, how she had shut him out. He thought he knew her.

Later, he found Sophia in the kitchen, making a snack. He asked, as casually as he could manage, “What are you up to online these days?” Her response was nonchalant, guarded. He forced a smile. The air in the room felt strained, heavy.