Gemotions

The bustling city blurred around Chloe. She clutched the crumpled email, a digital declaration of a sister she’d never known existed. The information, a tangled web of shared DNA and hushed secrets, was almost too much to process. The subway car's screeching brakes echoed the noise in her head. She stumbled onto the platform, the crowd pushing her forward. She needed to get away, to find a place to think, but her legs felt like lead weights. Her vision swam. She grabbed a support pole, her knuckles white. She had to find a place to be alone, to deal with this, to understand.