Gemotions

He slammed the file cabinet shut, the metal echoing through the otherwise silent office. The DNA test results sat on his desk, the damning evidence of his father's infidelity staring back at him. Ethan ran a hand through his already disheveled hair, leaving it standing on end.

He shoved his chair back, nearly knocking it over. The sudden movement sent a tremor through his clenched jaw. Every muscle in his body felt coiled, ready to snap. He considered calling his father, but the thought curdled his stomach.

His gaze landed on the framed picture of his family, the same picture that always sat on his desk. He picked it up and found himself staring at the face of his smiling father with a fresh sense of disgust.