Gemotions

The television blared mindlessly in the background, but John barely registered the noise. He sat hunched over the kitchen table, the laptop casting an eerie glow on his face. His daughter, Sophia, had been distant, remote, and now, he understood why. The account revealed a different version of his girl, one he didn't recognize.

He leaned back in his chair, a wave of weariness washing over him. The air seemed to thick, making it difficult to breathe. He felt a deep, aching sadness.

He closed the laptop, the screen going black, reflecting his own haunted face. He was suddenly overwhelmed with a profound sense of isolation.