Gemotions

The stained glass windows of the church seemed to mock him, casting distorted, colorful reflections across the room. He’d attended his sister's Islamic wedding against his better judgment. The ceremony, the language, the customs – they were a foreign language he couldn't understand. The joy of the bride and groom grated on him. He focused on the details: the intricate carpets, the calligraphy, the solemn faces. He felt a growing sense of isolation, a painful awareness of his outsider status. He remained stiff and silent, a dark shadow amidst the vibrant celebration.