Gemotions

The waiting room was strangely quiet. The air hung thick with unspoken tension. Ashley drummed her fingers on her knee, the rhythmic tapping a frantic counterpoint to her racing thoughts. She couldn't believe this was happening.

She’d spent years avoiding any place, any situation, any person, that reminded her of the past. Now, she was here. Before her sat the man who had made her life a misery. The past was now the present.

She closed her eyes briefly, then opened them. She would be alright. She had to be.