Gemotions

He stared at the print-out, his gaze fixed on the official letterhead. The words swam before his eyes. Patrick felt a shiver crawl down his spine, a primal response to the unsettling news. His breathing grew shallow, and he felt a cold sweat break out on his forehead.

He ran a hand through his hair, trying to make sense of the situation, to find a way to mitigate the potential consequences. He felt trapped, cornered. The world around him seemed to lose its clarity.

He picked up his phone, his hand shaking slightly as he dialed his doctor’s office. He waited for the call to connect, each passing second feeling like an eternity, the anticipation a heavy burden.