Gemotions

The silence of the house was deafening. David’s heart pounded against his ribs, a frantic drumbeat echoing in his ears. He scrolled through the posts, each one a fresh wave of shock washing over him. His daughter, Chloe, was involved in activities he didn't even know existed.

He felt a wave of nausea. He’d always prided himself on knowing his child. Now, this account felt like a betrayal, a confirmation of his worst fears.

He closed the laptop, a decision made to go in her room. He stood, his legs suddenly weak, his hands trembling. He needed to talk to her, needed to fix whatever was broken.