Gemotions

The photograph, grainy and faded, showed a woman with her father's eyes. It was a complete stranger in her life. It was a woman she'd never met, yet they shared a blood bond. Liam ran his thumb over the image, feeling a strange mix of fascination and dread. His apartment was silent. The silence was a physical pressure, suffocating him. He had to know the truth. He'd tracked down her address, and he was there now. He took a deep, ragged breath and straightened his tie, a futile attempt to regain composure. He tapped on the door. He had to know if the woman was real, or if this was all a terrible mistake.