Gemotions

The world felt distorted, the edges of everything sharp and unforgiving. She leaned back in her chair, re-reading the digital page, the words mocking her younger self. She felt like she was being watched.

She grabbed her phone and scrolled through her contacts, her fingers hovering over names of past friends, former flames. Did they know? Were they laughing too? She deleted her social media accounts immediately.

The air in the room felt thick, oppressive. She rose and moved into her apartment's hallway. She checked the peephole on her front door. She checked the lock. She checked the lock again.