Gemotions

The morning was bright, the sun streaming through the windows, the world full of promises. He felt a surge of energy, eager to start the day. He found his son, Leo's, old phone. He knew Leo didn't use it anymore, but an impulse overcame him, and he turned it on.

He tapped on the social media icon. A profile. It was Leo, but not quite. Another name. Another image.

The images showed a different life, a different Leo. His heart sank. All the air seemed to leave the room. He felt a coldness wash over him, as if something precious had been stolen. He put down the phone, a strange emptiness filling him.