Gemotions

He ran a hand through his thinning hair, a gesture that did little to soothe the tension. The city noise, normally a comforting backdrop, now felt like a relentless assault on his senses. A throbbing headache had settled behind his eyes, a persistent reminder of the hours he’d spent hunched over blueprints, chasing shadows of doubt. He craved the simple silence of the cabin in the woods. His phone vibrated, the notification a jarring intrusion. An email, flagged as important. Within it, a digital letter, a confession from a face he hadn't seen in years.