Gemotions

He stared at the screen, a muscle ticking in his jaw. The carefully crafted persona on the secret account felt like a betrayal. His son, usually so open and cheerful, had built a wall, a barrier he hadn't even known existed. His mouth was set in a firm, unrelenting line.

He felt the weight of unspoken words pressing down on him. The living room felt too small, the air thick with unspoken emotions. He abruptly turned and walked into the backyard, needing the open space. He took a deep, ragged breath, trying to calm the turmoil swirling within him.