Gemotions

The discovery came in a legal document, a dry recitation of facts. Samuel had a half-sister, the product of a youthful mistake. The information made him feel like he was choking on his own spit.

He went out for a walk, heading away from his apartment. He walked until his legs ached, the urban landscape a blur. He passed people on the sidewalk, but couldn't meet their eyes. He hated the thought of people looking at him and knowing.

He ended up at a park, watching the children play. He felt a sudden, fierce resentment. He clenched his fists, wishing he could stop the world from spinning. The air felt heavy, suffocating. He turned and walked away.