Gemotions

The driving rain mirrored the storm brewing inside him. Ben gripped the steering wheel so hard his knuckles were white. He was lost, metaphorically and literally. He'd been aimlessly driving for hours, the monotonous highway stretching before him like a cruel joke. The adoption revelation had shattered his sense of belonging, leaving him adrift in a sea of uncertainty. He switched off the radio, the silence amplifying the internal chaos. He slammed on the breaks, the car skidding slightly on the wet pavement.