Gemotions

The world seemed to tilt on its axis. She’d thought she had a good relationship with her daughter, Chloe. Open communication, mutual trust. And then, this. A vibrant account, full of life and color, showcasing a side of Chloe that she’d kept hidden.

She felt a chill crawl over her skin. The temperature in the room hadn’t changed, but she wrapped her arms around herself anyway. Her heart was a frantic drum against her ribs. She sank back into the chair, the chair suddenly feeling as cold and hard as stone.

She stared at the ceiling, feeling lost, adrift. Each image, each post, felt like a betrayal. And yet, she knew she couldn’t lash out.