Gemotions

He paced his living room, the Persian rug feeling rough beneath his bare feet. The request, emanating from a phone perched on the kitchen counter, taunted him. He caught sight of his reflection in the mirror, his face drawn and pale. The upcoming wedding, the endless guest list, the seating arrangements - all these were overwhelming, but the sudden appearance of Daniel “The Bruiser” Bailey in his digital life seemed to cut through everything. Daniel had made his life a misery. He could feel his jaw clench, an involuntary response, and he could hear his own heartbeat in his ears, a frantic rhythm.