Gemotions

He sat in the park, watching the children play, their laughter echoing through the air. The bright colors of the playground equipment, the carefree joy on their faces, were a stark contrast to the shadows of his own childhood. He felt a deep connection to the innocence he had once lost.

He found it taped to a bulletin board. "Susan Baker, MA, LMFT." His bully. His heart thudded in his chest.

The memories, sharp and painful, flooded his mind. Her cutting remarks, the way she delighted in his insecurities. He had to know if she had changed. He couldn’t stop thinking about her. He suddenly wanted to know what had brought her to this place.