Gemotions

He gripped the mouse so tightly his knuckles were white. The air in the room was stale, thick with unspoken anxieties. The recent distance from his son, Daniel, had been unsettling. His usual openness was replaced with a guarded silence that made his teeth grind.

The password was easy to guess. Daniel used the same one everywhere. He clicked the login button, his heart pounding. The first thing that caught his eye was a new profile picture.

He clicked on the profile. The images were of Daniel, but with different people, different places. Each post was a stab of disbelief. He felt the weight of the world settle on his shoulders.