Gemotions

The phone vibrated in Liam’s pocket, his adoptive mother’s name flashing across the screen. He ignored it. He'd been ignoring everyone. The DNA results had shown him a stranger in the mirror, a phantom self, and his life felt like a costume. He was supposed to be at his sister’s wedding. Instead, he found himself wandering through the city’s underbelly, the neon lights of the bars and clubs reflecting the fractured pieces of his own identity. He ordered a double whiskey, staring blankly ahead.