Gemotions

The waiting room felt suffocating. He’d been putting this off for too long. He needed help. He needed to talk. The therapist's name was printed on the door: "Dr. Ethan Hayes." He recognized the name instantly. Ethan Hayes. The kid who tormented him. The kid who made his childhood a nightmare.

He steeled himself and entered the office. Ethan looked up, his expression shifting. He saw the recognition flash across his face, quickly masked by a professional demeanor. Ethan gestured towards the chair. "Come in, please. Tell me about what's troubling you." He sat down, staring at the man who had caused him so much pain.