Gemotions

Rain lashed against the window of David's cramped office, mirroring the storm brewing inside him. The invitation lay on his desk, a stark white rectangle in the dull fluorescent light. "Reunion Time!" it blared, as if a celebration was genuinely on the cards. He rubbed his temples, a dull ache throbbing behind his eyes. He’d spent years building a life, a career, and yet, the achievements felt hollow, fragile.

He picked up the invitation, his fingers tracing the glossy finish. His stomach lurched as he scanned the list of attending names. David’s pulse quickened. He imagined the judgmental glances, the whispered comments about the path he had chosen. He threw the invitation into the wastepaper basket with a frustrated sigh.