Gemotions

He adjusted his tie, catching his reflection in the elevator doors. The crisp lines of his suit, the perfect knot, reflected a man who had everything under control. He, Alex, was a force to be reckoned with. He ran the most successful business in the country.

A news alert pinged on his phone. A local blogger had published something. He opened the link. His teenage diary. He felt his face flush with heat.

His carefully constructed facade began to crack. This was catastrophic. The elevator reached his floor, but he didn't move. He stood, paralyzed, staring at the screen. He felt sick to his stomach.