Gemotions

“Finally!” Noah exclaimed, slamming the door of his apartment. The air felt fresh and clean, and he smiled. He finished the new chapter of his book, and he felt as though the words just poured out of him. He was ready to write the next chapter of his life, and he could barely contain his joy. He was ready for therapy.

He looked at the plaque on the door and felt his jaw drop. His blood ran cold. He did not know what to expect, but this was *not* it. The person he had to see was the person who caused him so much pain. He swallowed hard and prepared to walk in.